FemShepxLiara and Grunt - "Tension" 1/2
anonymous
March 27 2012, 16:25:40 UTC
He's a short little thing I decided to do without being prompted to. It's what happens little before FemSheP, Liara and Grunt go off and fight the Shadow Broker. Mainly from Grunt's perspective.
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The calm before the storm, they said. It was the moment of fleeting peace minutes before the beginning of some major conflict. The moment just before all hell would break loose. Krogan knew well about this concept; they had fought and killed each other and other alien species for centuries with brief breaks between conflicts.
Urdnot Grunt both loved and hated this idea. He loved the wait before a conflict, since it made the fight that much more glorious and worthwhile. It seemed more like a reward for patience, restraint and control. His battlemaster and Clan Urdnot taught him that much. Just as much as he loved the “calm before the storm”, he also hated (or feared) the fact that the fight would not be worth the wait or the time before a fight would be too agonizing to bear. It would be simpler just to have the fight and get over it rather than having to wait it out. Great. Now he sounded like the salarian doctor.
The waiting wouldn’t be so bad had it not been for another rising problem before him: tension. It was feeling between individuals (usually distrust, anger, suspicion or even lust) that really put the krogan off. Sure, tensions had existed between the clans of Tuchanka and he had his fair share of tensions with his squad mates onboard the Normandy, but practically feeling the tension between his battlemaster and a stranger was too much to bear. Especially considering that stranger happened to be an asari.
The three individuals sat at their seats, waiting for their shuttlecraft to take-off for the planet below them. Although he paid no particular attention, Grunt learned that the asari was after an individual named the Shadow Broker and that he was located on the planet they were off to. Why was that? Revenge, maybe. Rescue mission, perhaps. Closure, possibly. All he knew was that Commander Shepard (or at least her body) was somehow involved in a scheme involving the Shadow Broker, the asari was after the Shadow Broker because of this and that Shepard was not too happy with what the asari was doing. Or what is that the asari was more interested in revenge than helping out her ally? Grunt didn’t care. He just wanted to be relieved from the tension between the two women and defeat this Shadow Broker.
The shuttlecraft began to rumble, indicating it was preparing for lift-off. Finally, Grunt thought to himself. He was anxious to get into a good fight, yet the fiery red-headed human in her black and red armor seemed more interested in giving the blue alien sitting next to her the silent treatment, while the asari in white seemed more focused on how she would get her revenge on the Shadow Broker.
Tension.
There wasn’t going to be any payoff from all this tension. It was killing him! He needed to break it.
Re: FemShepxLiara and Grunt - "Tension" 2/2
anonymous
March 27 2012, 16:26:15 UTC
“So, Shepard,” the krogan began, gaining the attention of the two women before him, “I take it that you know this asari?” He motioned his head towards the blue alien before him.
“Yeah,” Shepard nodded, “Liara and I fought Saren and the geth two-years ago before the Collectors came and killed me.” Grunt couldn’t help but crack a small smile.
“I somehow knew no force in the galaxy could keep you down for long, battlemaster.” The smile on his face faded, “Still, I don’t see how anyone would have an asari fight alongside them… they’re soft.” This earned a stern look from both Liara and Shepard. Grunt noticed the unwanted attention, “But if she fights alongside battlemaster, then she must be good for something.” That didn’t help his situation.
“We’ll be off to the Shadow Broker’s home base soon, Shepard.” Liara spoke finally. This diverted Shepard’s glare from the krogan to the asari. It seemed this asari was also useful for diverting scrutiny. “Yeah,” Shepard shot back, venom dripping from her words, “so you can go off and play revenge while I play hired goon and hack terminals.”
“That’s not fair! He tried to sell your body to the Collectors! I didn’t have a choice.”
“Yeah…” Shepard didn’t seem convincing, slumping back into her seat, arms firmly crossed, closing herself from her asari friend. Liara saw this and slumped back into her seat too, defeat written on her face. It almost seemed like an elderly krogan passed his prime being reprimanded by his nagging mate. Were the two joined?
Damnit! Grunted thought in frustration. This isn’t good at all! New topic! New topic!
“So, Liara,” Grunt began awkwardly, “Who or what is this Shadow Broker?”
“The Shadow Broker is the head of an extensive empire,” Liara replied, “built on trading and acquiring information from major political parties, groups and other organizations. He made the mistake of crossing me by trying to sell Shepard’s body to the Collectors and for imprisoning my friend: a mistake that will cost his dearly.”
“I didn’t ask for his damn life-story! I just wanted to know if we can kill him or not.”
“We can and I will.” The asari held her hands together to her face in evil contemplation, “I’m counting on it.”
“Well,” Grunt continued, “go ahead with your revenge thing. I’m just going to kick the Shadow Broker’s ass and get it over with.”
“Then you’ll probably have to get in line, Grunt.” Shepard sniped, her piercing bluish-green eyes eyeing Liara. This earned an equally stern look from the asari.
This fight with the Shadow Broker better be worth this pointless tension. Grunt thought bitterly, just as the shuttlecraft took off for the Shadow Broker’s home base.
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The calm before the storm, they said. It was the moment of fleeting peace minutes before the beginning of some major conflict. The moment just before all hell would break loose. Krogan knew well about this concept; they had fought and killed each other and other alien species for centuries with brief breaks between conflicts.
Urdnot Grunt both loved and hated this idea. He loved the wait before a conflict, since it made the fight that much more glorious and worthwhile. It seemed more like a reward for patience, restraint and control. His battlemaster and Clan Urdnot taught him that much. Just as much as he loved the “calm before the storm”, he also hated (or feared) the fact that the fight would not be worth the wait or the time before a fight would be too agonizing to bear. It would be simpler just to have the fight and get over it rather than having to wait it out. Great. Now he sounded like the salarian doctor.
The waiting wouldn’t be so bad had it not been for another rising problem before him: tension. It was feeling between individuals (usually distrust, anger, suspicion or even lust) that really put the krogan off. Sure, tensions had existed between the clans of Tuchanka and he had his fair share of tensions with his squad mates onboard the Normandy, but practically feeling the tension between his battlemaster and a stranger was too much to bear. Especially considering that stranger happened to be an asari.
The three individuals sat at their seats, waiting for their shuttlecraft to take-off for the planet below them. Although he paid no particular attention, Grunt learned that the asari was after an individual named the Shadow Broker and that he was located on the planet they were off to. Why was that? Revenge, maybe. Rescue mission, perhaps. Closure, possibly. All he knew was that Commander Shepard (or at least her body) was somehow involved in a scheme involving the Shadow Broker, the asari was after the Shadow Broker because of this and that Shepard was not too happy with what the asari was doing. Or what is that the asari was more interested in revenge than helping out her ally? Grunt didn’t care. He just wanted to be relieved from the tension between the two women and defeat this Shadow Broker.
The shuttlecraft began to rumble, indicating it was preparing for lift-off.
Finally, Grunt thought to himself. He was anxious to get into a good fight, yet the fiery red-headed human in her black and red armor seemed more interested in giving the blue alien sitting next to her the silent treatment, while the asari in white seemed more focused on how she would get her revenge on the Shadow Broker.
Tension.
There wasn’t going to be any payoff from all this tension. It was killing him! He needed to break it.
---Continued---
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“So, Shepard,” the krogan began, gaining the attention of the two women before him, “I take it that you know this asari?” He motioned his head towards the blue alien before him.
“Yeah,” Shepard nodded, “Liara and I fought Saren and the geth two-years ago before the Collectors came and killed me.” Grunt couldn’t help but crack a small smile.
“I somehow knew no force in the galaxy could keep you down for long, battlemaster.” The smile on his face faded, “Still, I don’t see how anyone would have an asari fight alongside them… they’re soft.” This earned a stern look from both Liara and Shepard. Grunt noticed the unwanted attention, “But if she fights alongside battlemaster, then she must be good for something.” That didn’t help his situation.
“We’ll be off to the Shadow Broker’s home base soon, Shepard.” Liara spoke finally. This diverted Shepard’s glare from the krogan to the asari. It seemed this asari was also useful for diverting scrutiny.
“Yeah,” Shepard shot back, venom dripping from her words, “so you can go off and play revenge while I play hired goon and hack terminals.”
“That’s not fair! He tried to sell your body to the Collectors! I didn’t have a choice.”
“Yeah…” Shepard didn’t seem convincing, slumping back into her seat, arms firmly crossed, closing herself from her asari friend. Liara saw this and slumped back into her seat too, defeat written on her face. It almost seemed like an elderly krogan passed his prime being reprimanded by his nagging mate. Were the two joined?
Damnit! Grunted thought in frustration. This isn’t good at all! New topic! New topic!
“So, Liara,” Grunt began awkwardly, “Who or what is this Shadow Broker?”
“The Shadow Broker is the head of an extensive empire,” Liara replied, “built on trading and acquiring information from major political parties, groups and other organizations. He made the mistake of crossing me by trying to sell Shepard’s body to the Collectors and for imprisoning my friend: a mistake that will cost his dearly.”
“I didn’t ask for his damn life-story! I just wanted to know if we can kill him or not.”
“We can and I will.” The asari held her hands together to her face in evil contemplation, “I’m counting on it.”
“Well,” Grunt continued, “go ahead with your revenge thing. I’m just going to kick the Shadow Broker’s ass and get it over with.”
“Then you’ll probably have to get in line, Grunt.” Shepard sniped, her piercing bluish-green eyes eyeing Liara. This earned an equally stern look from the asari.
This fight with the Shadow Broker better be worth this pointless tension. Grunt thought bitterly, just as the shuttlecraft took off for the Shadow Broker’s home base.
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