Re: Feral Fill Part 2.4
anonymous
January 14 2013, 19:55:57 UTC
Still not a word; this was the part where they were supposed to engage in teasing banter about their opponents’ incompetence or maybe slip in a few jibes about their own sloppy technique. He had outdone himself this time and she had been expecting a little good-natured ribbing about her failure to participate, but he didn’t seem inclined to conversation.
Shepard turned in the direction of the entrance; now she just needed to find her comm unit and they could be back aboard the Normandy as soon as Joker said it was safe for landing, maybe a little sooner if she taunted him enough.
She yelped as Garrus caught her up by her waist, scooping her up carefully in an effort not to jostle her injured leg.
“The hell, Vakarian. I can walk!” She snapped peevishly, one look at his eyes was enough to tell her he was too far gone to notice.
She struggled briefly, pushing at his plated shoulders, digging her nails in forcefully and generally making a nuisance of herself in the hopes that he might snap out of his haze.
“Garrus, we need to call in to the Normandy and I’d like a damn splint if at all possible; could you just put me down for a second?”
Garrus hissed as one of her hands knocked him on the chin. His grip tightened, biting firmly into her shoulder hard enough to tell her he wasn’t going to let go willingly. Her only option if she truly wanted free would be to hurt him, and she wasn’t about to after all they had gone through. This would pass; his blood was probably still running hot from battle. He would cool down eventually, and then they could have a talk about whether it was acceptable to carry her like this in anything less than a life-threatening situation.
And then she could think up some creative ways for him to earn her forgiveness.
I just got my first assignment today so the bad news is there probably won't be an update tomorrow; the good news is it is relatively short, so I should have something posted by Thursday.
Re: Feral Fill Part 2.4
anonymous
January 14 2013, 21:11:20 UTC
Wow this is excellent! I am so loving this fill. I'm a new comer to the whole Shakarian corner of ME fiction and I gotta say this is a pretty great way to start. I cant wait for more!!
Shepard turned in the direction of the entrance; now she just needed to find her comm unit and they could be back aboard the Normandy as soon as Joker said it was safe for landing, maybe a little sooner if she taunted him enough.
She yelped as Garrus caught her up by her waist, scooping her up carefully in an effort not to jostle her injured leg.
“The hell, Vakarian. I can walk!” She snapped peevishly, one look at his eyes was enough to tell her he was too far gone to notice.
She struggled briefly, pushing at his plated shoulders, digging her nails in forcefully and generally making a nuisance of herself in the hopes that he might snap out of his haze.
“Garrus, we need to call in to the Normandy and I’d like a damn splint if at all possible; could you just put me down for a second?”
Garrus hissed as one of her hands knocked him on the chin. His grip tightened, biting firmly into her shoulder hard enough to tell her he wasn’t going to let go willingly. Her only option if she truly wanted free would be to hurt him, and she wasn’t about to after all they had gone through. This would pass; his blood was probably still running hot from battle. He would cool down eventually, and then they could have a talk about whether it was acceptable to carry her like this in anything less than a life-threatening situation.
And then she could think up some creative ways for him to earn her forgiveness.
I just got my first assignment today so the bad news is there probably won't be an update tomorrow; the good news is it is relatively short, so I should have something posted by Thursday.
Sorry!
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