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“These solar panels should serve as an adequate alternative to the faulty generators, until a more permanent power solution can be established.”
“Yeah, but they’re pretty useless until they can absorb at least a full day’s worth of sunlight.” Velo’Det responded, as he turned his head up to the waning daylight. “Still… There’s nothing quite like being up bright and early to catch a glimpse of that beautiful sun.” He gleefully said, as he began to descend the telescopic ladder situated atop a small scaffold. “Let’s finish this up.”
At that moment, a series of cheerful beeps and whirs rang out, without warning. A vibrant sphere of cerulean and lavender light soared into sight, from out of nowhere, like a wisp on the breath of the wind.
“Argh! Hey, what the?!” Velo’Det blustered - starting to teeter and wobble, as the lighted sphere began to buzz and nosey about curiously around the quarian’s head.
“It is an errant combat drone.” Lian, the benevolent geth pyro pointed out, as his optic sensors looked up and tracked the uncharacteristically whimsical holographic entity hovering and dashing around Velo’Det’s head. “A heavily modified Dionysus Model, manufactured by Armali Council Incorporated. It appears to have taken an uncanny interest in our task.”
“Well, what the hez’lak is it doing here?!” The red-suited quarian demanded as he instinctively began to swat at is, as if were a pesky mosquito. “Go on! Scram!” He shouted, as the the shoes of the ladder began to rock back and forth like a performer on stilts. “Cha! Get outta here you bosh--whoa!” He exclaimed as his buckling ladder finally yielded to gravity’s assertions, forcing him to slide down the rungs, and land keister first on the hard metal scaffold platform below. “Urgh!!! Vakra'nii!”
“Velo’Det.” Lian’s monotonously calm, yet concerned voice beckoned, as he ascended the scaffolding steps to see what aid he could render. “Are you injured? Has your suit sustained any ruptures?”
“No, I’m fine!” The incensed quarian snapped, as he shot up to his feet, with a brief two-handed rub of his throbbing hindquarters. “Which is more than I can say for that boshon drone!” He said, just as it hovered into view above him. “Come here you! I’m gonna scramble your memory!” He shouted, waving an angry fist in the air.
“Velo’Det!” A female voice suddenly echoed in, as the quarian took a quick but fruitless swipe at the air, before the drone hovered up and fled behind the nearby solar panel. Both Lian and the red-suited quarian turned to notice a young lady of immense exalt rushing up to the base of the scaffolding, with a profound sense of urgency.
“Keelah, are you alright?” She asked, as she looked up with worry shining in her eyes.
“Admiral Zorah!” Velo’Det announced, as he stood at attention and respectfully saluted. “Yes, I’m unharmed ma’am. But there seems to be a prankster about. I think some severe disciplinary action is in order, ma’am. What kind of hooligan lets their combat drones out to run rampant while the rest of us--”
“Chiktikka!” Tali suddenly bellowed, when she took note of a guilty little hologram peeking out from behind the solar panel, during Velo’Det’s rant. “Is that you?! Bad girl! You get out here this instant!”
My name is Jesse De La Rosa - I've been a freelance graphic designer pretty much since I got out of high school. I've never had any formal schooling in my craft, but I've accumulated a fair amount of experience, coupled with a dash of natural talent, to become a fairly versatile graphic artist. My specialty is logotypes - but I also enjoy dabbling in creating wallpapers, movie posters, flyers, business cards, and occasionally websites. I do take commissions for logo work - my pricing depends on the complexity of your request. For more information on commissioning me for a logo I can be contacted at firstname.lastname@example.org or via note here on DA.
I am also the one... the only... Espionage DB7. Fan-Fiction writer extraordinaire! Okay, well maybe not extraordinaire, as I'm only responsible (as of this point) for one story series. Salvation: A Half-Life/Mass Effect Crossover A story that sees the paths of two legends of gaming intertwine, and follows them as they fight for galactic survival. My story is not all that well known, however I have accrued what I like to call a small cult following, or a group of "ELFs" (Extremely loyal fans) as my friend malovence is fond of saying. It is my hope to someday soon branch out into original writing works, and become a full fledged novelist, but for the time being I am extremely proud of Salvation - which is an ongoing series.
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The Salvation Saga Story Index
Salvation - A Half-Life/Mass Effect Fan Fiction Table of Contents: [Link]
Salvation Episode I - The Taking of the Carmenta Illustria Table of Contents: [Link]
Salvation Vignette: A Brief History of the NEU: [Link]
Salvation Shorts #1 - Fugue for the Lost: [Link]
Salvation Episode II - Lair of the Shadow Broker Table of Contents: [Link]
The Salvation Saga Story Status
Salvation: A Half-Life/Mass Effect Universe Fan Fiction [Completed]
Salvation - Episode I: The Taking of the Carmenta Illustria [Completed]
Salvation - Episode II: Lair of the Shadow Broker [In Progress]
Salvation - Episode III: Voices of a Distant Star [Still to Come]
Salvation - Episode IV: Into the Aperture [Still to Come]
Salvation II: Project Prometheus [Still to Come]
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