Water Down Your Empty Soul...

Mar 09, 2008 17:39

The sound of gunfire can be heard erupting from a dingy old building, where the new section of the Rift had opened up during the earthquake. If one were to investigate the noise instead of running away, they would see a tall, well-built woman in bulky (but still form-fitting) black armour skidding to a halt and looking around frantically. She's carrying an assault rifle (!) in her hands and has several other guns-a pistol, shotgun, and sniper rifle, all folded into a compact, rectangular shape-attached to her armour.

This woman is clearly a soldier, though obviously from far into the future. Weapons don't collapse into easily manageable boxes like that.

Commander Amarantha Shepard's violet eyes dart around the building, her lips forming into an intense, angered expression as she realizes she's definitely not standing on the surface of an unexplored world in the Grissom star system anymore. There are definitely no Geth to be seen, and she was fighting them mere seconds before. In fact, she's rather splattered with the whitish conducting fluid that serves as Geth "blood".

"What the fuck?!" she snarls. Her muscles tense and she tightens her grip on the assault rifle.

She really doesn't know what the hell is going on here, and that is a feeling she doesn't like.

calisto, julian sark, amarantha shepard

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