Medicine Man -- Part 4 (Garrus/Ashley)
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February 2 2013, 17:27:44 UTC
The way back to the base was trickier. It was getting dark, the air was cooling off, and there were plenty of insects. They didn’t bother Garrus, but Ashley was having a hard time. Cursing and slapping at her neck and arm, she was making a racket on the way down. They slipped a couple of times on the way down. A few times, when Ashley lost her balance, she grabbed the nearest thing which sometimes turned out to be some thorny vine or some slimy, stinky plant. Ah, there she is, Garrus thought as Ashley got more and more frustrated.
A couple of days went by like this, Mordin doing his research, collecting samples, experimenting, hacking into half-dead mainframes mostly with the help of Cortez, who had the most patience around the eccentric salarian. They took turns at the lookout post: somebody doing a full watch, and the two others switching at midday.
Garrus found that Cortez was almost as bad company as Mordin, only the human talked a lot about people he lost, mostly his love. Garrus was trying to be polite, but after a while, he just phased him out. The salarian was at least not depressed. He usually slept when Williams and Cortez were on watch. Ashley was definitely the best companion on the watch. There were long silences. Blissful. They occasionally talked nerdy about weapons and ships, and the good old days. Ashley woud go swimming, take a bath in the sun naked, but returning shortly to take over and let Garrus relax. One day even the salarian came up to take a good, long swim in the lake. He was unbeatable. It was weird. And on the fifth day in Paradise, it all came crashing down.
In the afternoon, clouds were rolling in from the west, promising a proper rainstorm by evening. Cortez confirmed the prediction when he went down from his watch and checked the satellite readouts. He radioed back up to let them know. Williams patted Garrus’ shoulder and nodded towards the pond. “I’m gonna take a quick last swim before it hits, okay?” Garrus nodded, returning to calibrating the scope on his rifle. He heard her jump into the lake, water sloshing around, and then suddenly she was back and in a hurry. She didn’t dry herself off with the towel, just stormed into the camp and started digging into her backpack, cursing under her breath. Garrus looked up at her curiously. Ashley looked nervous.
“I stepped on-- something.” she blurted, digging out the medkit from the backpack. She sat down, opened the box and started dabbing her leg. Garrus leaned closer. “What was it?” “I don’t know!” she hissed. She cleaned the blood from a small wound, the skin reddening around it, and she started generously pouring something on it before putting bandaid on it, all the while explaining nervously. “It was a-- thing. Like a frog back on Earth. Small and squishy and with these creepy colors, bulging eyes-- and this one had fucking spikes. I stepped on it. Eugh!” she exclaimed, shuddering. “I pulled out the spikes and washed off the thing in the water but it fucking stings. And itches.” She was furiously digging into the medkit, checking vials, and popping a few pills into her mouth, swallowing them down with a few gulps of water from her canteen. She started to shiver. Garrus was already on the radio. “Mordin. We’ve got a problem.” Thunder rolled across the sky and the clouds marched in relentlessly.
I love this A!A, thank you so much for writing it! Cant wait to see where this is going~poor Ashley (and poor froggy-thing, lol)nothing like being poisoned to wreck the perfect swimming hole.
If you mean a sequel, then it's tentative. There might be an anon working on it. A!A may or may not write one eventually. There was a discussion about possibilites at the end of this fill.
A couple of days went by like this, Mordin doing his research, collecting samples, experimenting, hacking into half-dead mainframes mostly with the help of Cortez, who had the most patience around the eccentric salarian. They took turns at the lookout post: somebody doing a full watch, and the two others switching at midday.
Garrus found that Cortez was almost as bad company as Mordin, only the human talked a lot about people he lost, mostly his love. Garrus was trying to be polite, but after a while, he just phased him out. The salarian was at least not depressed. He usually slept when Williams and Cortez were on watch. Ashley was definitely the best companion on the watch. There were long silences. Blissful. They occasionally talked nerdy about weapons and ships, and the good old days. Ashley woud go swimming, take a bath in the sun naked, but returning shortly to take over and let Garrus relax. One day even the salarian came up to take a good, long swim in the lake. He was unbeatable. It was weird. And on the fifth day in Paradise, it all came crashing down.
In the afternoon, clouds were rolling in from the west, promising a proper rainstorm by evening. Cortez confirmed the prediction when he went down from his watch and checked the satellite readouts. He radioed back up to let them know. Williams patted Garrus’ shoulder and nodded towards the pond.
“I’m gonna take a quick last swim before it hits, okay?”
Garrus nodded, returning to calibrating the scope on his rifle. He heard her jump into the lake, water sloshing around, and then suddenly she was back and in a hurry. She didn’t dry herself off with the towel, just stormed into the camp and started digging into her backpack, cursing under her breath.
Garrus looked up at her curiously. Ashley looked nervous.
“I stepped on-- something.” she blurted, digging out the medkit from the backpack. She sat down, opened the box and started dabbing her leg.
Garrus leaned closer.
“What was it?”
“I don’t know!” she hissed. She cleaned the blood from a small wound, the skin reddening around it, and she started generously pouring something on it before putting bandaid on it, all the while explaining nervously. “It was a-- thing. Like a frog back on Earth. Small and squishy and with these creepy colors, bulging eyes-- and this one had fucking spikes. I stepped on it. Eugh!” she exclaimed, shuddering. “I pulled out the spikes and washed off the thing in the water but it fucking stings. And itches.”
She was furiously digging into the medkit, checking vials, and popping a few pills into her mouth, swallowing them down with a few gulps of water from her canteen. She started to shiver.
Garrus was already on the radio.
“Mordin. We’ve got a problem.”
Thunder rolled across the sky and the clouds marched in relentlessly.
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Cant wait to see where this is going~poor Ashley (and poor froggy-thing, lol)nothing like being poisoned to wreck the perfect swimming hole.
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Continue? Pretty please?
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Use this link and you can see the whole:
http://masseffectkink.livejournal.com/6066.html?thread=26316722#t26316722
If you mean a sequel, then it's tentative. There might be an anon working on it. A!A may or may not write one eventually. There was a discussion about possibilites at the end of this fill.
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http://masseffectkink.livejournal.com/6066.html?thread=26182834#t26182834
Or click (parent) under part 1 and scroll down. same effect.
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