All you ever wanted was someone to truly look up to you
Shepard is sitting in one of the sunrooms in her apartment building with her journal, frowning deeply about something. It's not frustration, really. More.... anxiety.
The comm unit on her armour buzzes with static for a moment before a mezzosoprano voice states, "Commander, some of the others are starting to look a little peaky. I think they might've caught it."
The worried-looking frown deepens, and she responds, "Get them some OJ and fruit, Sully. Anything with Vitamin C in it, and lots of it."
"Understood."
Shepard sighs and leans back in her chair, staring out the window without really seeing anything.
Yes people, it's true, Shepard's actually human. Most of the time, anyway. Nevermind that Sully and the rest of her crew are actually useful to her.
((OOC: As you've no doubt noticed, the "leader" of Shepard's crew (other than Shepard herself) has a name now. I'm thinking she'll become a regular.))
The comm unit on her armour buzzes with static for a moment before a mezzosoprano voice states, "Commander, some of the others are starting to look a little peaky. I think they might've caught it."
The worried-looking frown deepens, and she responds, "Get them some OJ and fruit, Sully. Anything with Vitamin C in it, and lots of it."
"Understood."
Shepard sighs and leans back in her chair, staring out the window without really seeing anything.
Yes people, it's true, Shepard's actually human. Most of the time, anyway. Nevermind that Sully and the rest of her crew are actually useful to her.
((OOC: As you've no doubt noticed, the "leader" of Shepard's crew (other than Shepard herself) has a name now. I'm thinking she'll become a regular.))