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For the past six months Markus had been locked up for what he did in the Bahak system. Did to the Bahak system. Those last moments on the asteroid he’d sent crashing into the Alpha relay had played over and over in his mind more times that he could remember. That clock ticking down as he tried to convince himself that there was no other way. That even if he didn’t blow up the relay, the batarians would be dead, or worse, as soon as the Reapers arrived. Even after the Alliance had put him in chains to bring him back to Earth he tried to come up with some other way to stop the Reapers from just coming in through the front door and wipe out the entire galactic civilization, but there was no other way.
It didn’t make it any less hard to live with the choice he had to make.
Every morning he woke up wishing that it all had been just a nightmare, but just moments later he realized that nothing had changed. Those lives were still on his conscious.
Even if t
Bullets and Scars Ch. 18More Like This
Had they not been in the military, on an important Council mission, Avery might’ve stayed up all night talking to Kaidan. But they were and she didn’t. They’d talked for a while after they both finished their food, talking about their training with the Alliance and his time at BAaT, before they both went to sleep.
It was easy talking to Kaidan. If there was something he wanted to talk about, he said it, without hesitating too much about it. And when she talked, he listened. Even if he was of another opinion, he listened to what she had to say.
She liked him. Maybe a bit too much considering she had a mission she needed to focus on, and they had regulations. And she couldn’t possibly know if this spark she felt was mutual.
Avery sighed, running a hand through her tangled hair. She had other things to think about right now than sparks and regulations.
She took the elevator down to the cargo bay, and the thought occurred to her once again how slow the elevator actu
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She turned around to see Connor coming stomping towards her, Hackett standing calm at the door to the Med-Bay.
“You’re kicking me off the ship?!”
“I’m not kicking you off anything, you need medical care and-“
“You’re kicking me off the ship!”
Shepard sighed, rubbing her forehead with her fingers. She had known that Connor would be angry about this, but she was hoping he knew why they wouldn't let him stay on the Normandy. He might be out of danger from his wound, but he still needed medical care, and he was not in shape to do any kind of work with his injury. Avery couldn't afford to bring someone on this mission she knew wouldn't be able to help, especially not when she would only worry about him.
"I'm staying, Avery," he proclaimed, crossing his arms over his chest, stating forcefully that he had no intention of going anywhere, before his face winced in agony as the pain in his shoulder reminded him
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The last hour had been chaotic.
Avery and the team of surviving soldiers and archeologists had managed to get almost all the way to the closest exit from the catacombs on Armeni, but then the geth had attacked them from both directions, coming from out of nowhere it seemed.
They’d fought them off quickly and without harm, but when the last geth had been destroyed, she had noticed Hart slumped down against the wall of the tunnel, with his hand tightly clutching his shoulder, bleeding profoundly.
He’d tried to tell her it was nothing at first, but when he tried to get back up on his feet, he fell back down, dizzy from the blood loss.
Shepard had given him a medi-gel shot to stop the bleeding, and then ordering the others to get out as fast as possible – still not sure they were completely safe from more geth ambushes.
She helped him back on his feet and, using her biotics as a boost, she carried him out from the tunnels and into the Normandy, to the med bay, where Dr. C
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Her first impression of the Council... it could've been better, to say the least.
Their words echoed in head mind.
'There's not enough evidence.'
The Council wouldn't listen to her warnings about Saren working with the geth, about being behind the attack on the human colony Eden Prime, because 'a traumatized dockworkers word' was not enough evidence for them.
She didn't care that this whole event had jeopardized her candidacy for the Spectres, but what got to her was that they didn't even bother finishing their own investigation of the turian Spectre. Avery wondered if they even bothered to ask Saren himself where he was during the attack. Apparently they were naive enough to believe that if he was guilty, then he would just simply confess when confronted.
But if they wanted evidence, then she would get them whatever proof they needed to be convinced that their honored Spectre was guilty. That he was planning something bigger than just an attack on a human colony out in the Term
Today's Headlines From The News Desk 4-17-15More Like This
Today’s Headlines From The News DeskApril 17, 2015
The Batman v Superman Trailer Has Been Release
In the wake of yesterday’s...anticlimactic teaser-of-the-teaser trailer debut, the actual first look at Batman v Superman has been released. The trailer does a pretty good job setting up the film’s premise, and gives us some hope for Ben Affleck as Batman — just listen to that classic one-liner at the end.
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Title: Little Wolf
Game: Dragon Age 2
Characters: Remy Hawke (PC), Fenris, Zevran Arainai, Aveline, Anders
Disclaimer: Dragon Age 2 and all things related belong to Bioware.
Author's Note: SPOILERS AHEAD. If you have not romanced Fenris, then there may be spoilers here. You have been warned.
In the caverns of Sundermount he stood, overlooking his companions looting the corpses of the recently fallen lyrium smugglers who had the unfortunate fate of an unprovoked attack. The Champion of Kirkwall, Remy Hawke, knelt alongside her friend, Aveline, comparing and contrasting a pair of gauntlets they had found on one of the fallen. Nearby, the apostate Anders gathered the coins off the corpses, filling a purple velvet pouch full with each drop having a satisfying sound of clink. The assassin they were escorting, Zevran, was disarming the traps he had laid out for those chasing him, possibly saving them for his next encounter with the Crows. Fenris, himse
Lions and Wolves: 2. LoveMore Like This
"I brought another book." Aslan smiled at him as he opened the door to let the mage come inside the former magistrate mansion.
Fenris couldn't understand how he could smile like that, not after what had happened to Leandra. But still he wore that smile tirelessly every day, pretending everything was still the same.
"Aren't you going to let me in?"
"The door is open, what more do you need?" He turned around, started walking into the house, not waiting for Hawke to follow, knowing that he would do it none the less. And sure enough, he did. The door closed behind the both of them and he could hear footsteps following behind him. What surprised him though was that Aslan wasn't the chattering man he used to be, he didn't talk half as much as he used to - but he knew the reason. Even if the man tried so very hard to hide how he really felt behind smiles and jokes, he wasn't fooling anyone.
The elf walked back into his bedroom, sat down in the big chair in front of the fire, bringing a glass
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He was still asleep, but his body noticed the lack of warmth, sensed the other one missing from his side. It was bothering him, but he was still asleep. He was still sleeping. He was...
He was awake.
Fenris opened his jade eyes, looked around inside the small tent, his sight dimmed still, but he already knew who had left his side. He growled silently, turned and hoped that he would fall asleep again, but knew that he wouldn't. It was still night, possibly the hours just before dawn, but still night. Still far too early to get up.
Outside he could hear the wind playing in the leaves of the trees, the nightlife of the animals of the woods. Waves crashing against the shore of the lake. The elf got up from under his blanked, didn't bother to put on his armor but just wrapped the blanket around his shoulders before he got outside_. His silver white hair was in a mess, but he was too tired to do anything about it.
When he was outside, he quickly looked over the area to find the one that had
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He couldn't believe that he'd actually told her, that he had actually confessed his feeling to her. And what's even worse; he had deceived himself to believe that she might feel the same way about him.
He was such a fool. He wished that he could sink through the earth, that the Archdemon would show up and eat him so he would be rid of this embarrassment.
"How could you be so stupid, Alistair?" he asked himself, groaning as his head fell down on his bedroll with a soft thud. "You actually thought you had a chance?"
Quickly he sat up, too quickly it seemed as he nearly tore down the whole tent from the inside. He ran his fingers through his hair. "Yes?"
The piece of fabric that served as the entrance was pulled to the side and he looked right into Hayden's sapphire blue eyes. She looked concerned,
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Shepard stood lightly on the balls of her feet, feeling the shuttle buck slightly beneath her. She was so used to the way ships and shuttles behaved that she barely noticed the motion. She glanced at her team. Garrus met her gaze steadily and she gave him a slight smile. Javik was seated, looking half way between mediation and nausea. He wasn't as used to the shuttle's little rocks and rolls.
"Any updates?" Garrus asked.
The mission was sketchy at best. Still, strange reports from the planet could not be ignored. They were even supposed to get backup. Krogan commandos. She would never complain, having a deep connection with the brutish race thanks to her deep friendship (which bordered on a familial bond) with Urdnot Wrex, the leader of Tuchanka. Still, Shepard was not used to needing backup. She and her team made a name for themselves doing with three
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It had been long and tapered (starting a few inches away from the corner of his mouth, trailing puckered skin dangerously close to his eye and disappearing into his hairline over his brow) and was something only Emmett Shepard could have and still look painfully sexy doing so.
Kaidan had loved that scar.
To him it demanded his attention and was a few times caught staring at it.
On one or two such occasions, Emmett shot him a cheeky grin ("finished admiring how ugly my face is, LT?") to which Kaidan would splutter and apologies with a burning neck and hot ears.
It was something that most would find hideous, but he wore it with pride, his 'battle trophies' as he used to call them. He had many, on places he'd shown Kaidan (arms, legs, the one on his hip from getting into a scuffle with a drunkard at a bar. a few with hilarious stories attached and a few with nightmares that followed with a pained, vacant look from Shepard) and
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It happened. He still didn't really know how, but it happened. He could hear the spirits thoughts inside him as loud and clearly as if they had been spoken out loud. He could sense that Justice was as confused over this as he was himself. Maybe this had been a mistake...
"Stop thinking for a moment!"
'You don't have to speak for me to hear you, Anders.'
"I know, I just..." Could you be quiet?
'It is as confusing for me as it is for you.'
I know, but...
All of Justice's memories washed over him like a waterfall, with no concern for him, not giving him time to adjust to this change. It must be like this for him too.
'It is the same.'
He tried to remember himself that if they hadn't done this, Justice would have disappeared. He would have... died. If the spirits of the Fade dies.
- - -
It was raining outside.
Point, Set, and Match"No. Uh uh. No way are you making me do this," Joker grumbled, turning away from Kara to focus his attention back on the flashing lights and buttons on the flight panel.More Like This
"Aww, c'mon, Joker! It'll be fun and something to get everyone's mind off the fact that we'll be heading through the Omega 4 Mass Relay soon. Besides, we've got non humans on board and they don't have a Halloween. Grunt's been peppering me with questions about what to do, what to wear," Kara grinned at her husband.
"Then you can go to the party. Ain't no way I'm parading around in some idiotic costume," he muttered, watching her from the corner of his green eyes.
"What if I let you choose our costumes? Would you be willing to go then?"
"You really want me to go to this thing, don't you? Shit fine, fine, I'll do it. Just remember you said I get to pick out what we wear. Get married and next thing you know