Carpe Diem 4/?
anonymous
September 14 2012, 17:46:12 UTC
She checked her messages then went to talk to Mordin about the state of his experiments on the Collector samples. She found him at his workstation, as usual, buried in work.
" Shepard. How can I help?" he greeted her without looking up.
"Have you got a minute to talk?" she asked as she watched his nimble fingers fly over the console, rapidly entering some data that probably only made sense to him.
"Perhaps later. Trying to determine how scale-itch got onto Normandy. Sexually-transmitted disease." He inhaled sharply. "Only carried by varren. Implications unpleasant."
She was about to turn around and leave when he spoke again.
"Actually," his fingers stopped their dance and he straigtened up, cupping his chin with one hand while he supported his elbow with the other, "might be good to talk."
"Okay," she looked at him expectantly.
"Cerberus crew not used to close contact with aliens. May explain problem with scale-itch." He waved his hand at the console, as if that nasty medical condition was hiding right there. "Might be good idea to put together information packet."
"Umm... What?" She wasn't sure she understood where he was going with all this.
"Ship has drell, turian on board," he explained. "Crew might also meet other races on shore leave. Aware that mission is dangerous," he took a deep breath and his eyelids closed for a second. "Different species react differently to stress. Sexual activity normal stress release for humans and some other species. Still, want to recommend caution to crew. Warn of chafing with turians, possible rash from prolonged skin contact with drell. Ingestion of turian's tissues may result in allergic reaction, oral contact with drell may cause mild hallucinations."
She stared at him, wondering how this conversation could have veered in this direction. All she had wanted was to ask how his work with the Collector samples was progressing. But he calmly continued, as if they were discussing something totally ordinary, like next day's duty roster.
"Want to let crew know that can supply oils or ointments to reduce discomfort. Can also provide diagrams and brochures about erogenous zones, comfortable positions for different species."
He looked at her intently, as if he was waiting for her to say something. "So?" he finally asked.
"Yes?" she asked back, confused. She wasn't sure what exactly he wanted from her after this speech.
"Agree about putting together informational packet and distributing to crew?" he tilted his head and raised his left arm, his right hand hovering over his omni-tool.
"Umm... Sure," she nodded, and watched with amusement as he immediately went to work pulling up all that data and material and assembling them into one folder.
She started to leave, but a thought occurred to her and she turned back, the corner of her lips curving into a smirk.
"What about salarians? Is there anything people should be aware about?"
"Hmm?" he looked up. "Oh. No issues with salarians. Low sex drive," he said matter-of-factly, and turned back to his omni-tool.
She stood there, gaping at him for a few seconds, but finally decided that she'd had heard enough, strolled through the door with a chuckle and headed to Main Battery.
Re: Carpe Diem 4/?
anonymous
September 14 2012, 19:01:48 UTC
OP here thinks this is perfect. Especially the part about Shepard getting distracted by Garrus on the mission. And I really liked how you included Mordin, but changed the conversation a bit, it felt more fresh and funny.
Overall I love the story so far and can't wait for more!
Re: Carpe Diem 4/?
anonymous
September 14 2012, 19:52:19 UTC
Random anon- I always loved Mordin's talk, course I still believe he is teasing just a bit so was great to see it updated. And Shepard getting distracted, loved that too. This will be fun!
Re: Carpe Diem 4/?
anonymous
September 14 2012, 22:19:37 UTC
A!A: Thank you, I'm glad you liked these chapters. :)
I love Mordin and the things he says. I was never sure if the scale-itch thing was real or he just wanted to get rid of Shepard, but it gave me an excuse to let him talk about those other issues. :)
" Shepard. How can I help?" he greeted her without looking up.
"Have you got a minute to talk?" she asked as she watched his nimble fingers fly over the console, rapidly entering some data that probably only made sense to him.
"Perhaps later. Trying to determine how scale-itch got onto Normandy. Sexually-transmitted disease." He inhaled sharply. "Only carried by varren. Implications unpleasant."
She was about to turn around and leave when he spoke again.
"Actually," his fingers stopped their dance and he straigtened up, cupping his chin with one hand while he supported his elbow with the other, "might be good to talk."
"Okay," she looked at him expectantly.
"Cerberus crew not used to close contact with aliens. May explain problem with scale-itch." He waved his hand at the console, as if that nasty medical condition was hiding right there. "Might be good idea to put together information packet."
"Umm... What?" She wasn't sure she understood where he was going with all this.
"Ship has drell, turian on board," he explained. "Crew might also meet other races on shore leave. Aware that mission is dangerous," he took a deep breath and his eyelids closed for a second. "Different species react differently to stress. Sexual activity normal stress release for humans and some other species. Still, want to recommend caution to crew. Warn of chafing with turians, possible rash from prolonged skin contact with drell. Ingestion of turian's tissues may result in allergic reaction, oral contact with drell may cause mild hallucinations."
She stared at him, wondering how this conversation could have veered in this direction. All she had wanted was to ask how his work with the Collector samples was progressing. But he calmly continued, as if they were discussing something totally ordinary, like next day's duty roster.
"Want to let crew know that can supply oils or ointments to reduce discomfort. Can also provide diagrams and brochures about erogenous zones, comfortable positions for different species."
He looked at her intently, as if he was waiting for her to say something. "So?" he finally asked.
"Yes?" she asked back, confused. She wasn't sure what exactly he wanted from her after this speech.
"Agree about putting together informational packet and distributing to crew?" he tilted his head and raised his left arm, his right hand hovering over his omni-tool.
"Umm... Sure," she nodded, and watched with amusement as he immediately went to work pulling up all that data and material and assembling them into one folder.
She started to leave, but a thought occurred to her and she turned back, the corner of her lips curving into a smirk.
"What about salarians? Is there anything people should be aware about?"
"Hmm?" he looked up. "Oh. No issues with salarians. Low sex drive," he said matter-of-factly, and turned back to his omni-tool.
She stood there, gaping at him for a few seconds, but finally decided that she'd had heard enough, strolled through the door with a chuckle and headed to Main Battery.
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Overall I love the story so far and can't wait for more!
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Your prompt was really unique and interesting and it let me play with some aspects of the usual story. :)
The next chapters might take a few days, but I'll do my best not to take too long.
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I love Mordin and the things he says. I was never sure if the scale-itch thing was real or he just wanted to get rid of Shepard, but it gave me an excuse to let him talk about those other issues. :)
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Thank you, I'm very happy that you like the story. :)
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