Shotgun as a Verb 15/20
anonymous
November 11 2012, 20:09:27 UTC
"Is your offer on that wine still open?" Shepard asked abruptly after a quiet moment. "I usually don't leave my cabin all lit up like this, but I need to stretch my legs, and most of the crew is sleeping by now. We could go down and grab it, maybe get a snack."
Garrus looked over towards Shepard, moving nothing but his eyes, jaw still slack - the muscle conservation of a person who is completely and utterly torched. "You mean that wine you said we didn't need? Maybe I don't want to share it now." Garrus teased.
"Come on. It'll be fuuuunnnnnn..." She sing-songed back.
"Shepard, I don't know. If anybody sees us staggering around on the lower decks, they'll know something's going on."
"Eh, maybe. If they do, they'll probably assume we're just drunk. Hell, on the way back, we'll have a bottle of wine with us."
Shepard pulled out a tiny can of odor neutralizer and gave the area a spritz. "EDI, could you increase air flow to my cabin? I want to clear out the last of the stank." The whoosh of the circulators got a bit louder as fresh air filled the room.
Garrus got up from the couch with a bit of a wobble and stretched his long arms out above his head, knowing when he'd been defeated. "Allllright, we'll go get it. I could use a bite to eat."
Garrus looked over towards Shepard, moving nothing but his eyes, jaw still slack - the muscle conservation of a person who is completely and utterly torched. "You mean that wine you said we didn't need? Maybe I don't want to share it now." Garrus teased.
"Come on. It'll be fuuuunnnnnn..." She sing-songed back.
"Shepard, I don't know. If anybody sees us staggering around on the lower decks, they'll know something's going on."
"Eh, maybe. If they do, they'll probably assume we're just drunk. Hell, on the way back, we'll have a bottle of wine with us."
Shepard pulled out a tiny can of odor neutralizer and gave the area a spritz. "EDI, could you increase air flow to my cabin? I want to clear out the last of the stank." The whoosh of the circulators got a bit louder as fresh air filled the room.
Garrus got up from the couch with a bit of a wobble and stretched his long arms out above his head, knowing when he'd been defeated. "Allllright, we'll go get it. I could use a bite to eat."
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