Mass Effect Kink Meme: PART XVIII

Jun 24, 2013 13:42

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Nouveau jeu - Femshep/Garrus 4 anonymous July 10 2013, 18:02:47 UTC
He paced the presidium. This was that day. The day he met her for the first time, the day which changed the course of his life. His morning passed in a fog. He knew where and when he had to meet her and had ignored his other duties, including that rather annoying confrontation which Chellick. Spirits, let her remember everything, he thought for the thousandth time.

His heart thudded in his chest when he saw her walking in his direction, her lean form familiar from the distance, Kaidan and Ashley in tow. The closer they got the more things seemed off.

This was Shepard, this was definitely Commander Jane Shepard, but this was not the Shepard Garrus knew and loved. She smelled the same; he would recognize her scent anywhere. The scar above her brow, which had disappeared when Cerberus resurrected her, was back where it was on that day they’d first met.

But this was not his Shepard.

A few new scars grazed her face, a small semicircle running through her upper lip, giving her a slight sneer, another longer one along her neck. Her gaze was colder than he remembered; her stance somehow more aggressive. She glanced up at him and made eye contact, no recognition on her face. Her eyes, he realized were blue, not the greenish brown they’d been before. There was no warmth in her icy gaze.

He stepped in her path. She stared at him, sizing him up.

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Nouveau jeu - Femshep/Garrus 5 anonymous July 10 2013, 18:06:03 UTC
“Commander Shepard? I’m Garrus Vakarian, C-Sec officer leading an investigation into Saren.” There was a catch in his voice, though not for the same reasons there had been the first time. The first time he’d been slightly surprised that this small woman with such kind eyes had been the hero of Elysium. This time the hesitation was due to the differences between his Shepard and this usurper. Was that a shotgun strapped to her back? She never used a shotgun.

Her expression remained unchanged by his introduction, her gaze cool. “Vakarian, you said?”

“Ah, yes, ma’am.” He handed her the data pad containing the information he’d gathered. She took it, taking her eyes off him to peruse the Intel.

“Saren is up to something, I know it.” Hadn’t he said similar words before? Could he even break away from the script?

Kaidan stood behind her his eyes glued to her profile, had he always been so plain in his desire? He’d died so long ago Garrus couldn’t recall. Beside him, Ashley was looking at Garrus warily. He nodded to her, she nodded back. The lack of recognition once again startled him.

“Excuse me, have we met before? You look familiar.” he asked Ashley, hoping for something. Anything.

“I doubt it.” She replied and turned away from him. Point taken, he moved onto Shepard. New Shepard supplied a voice in his head.

“Commander, could I speak plainly?”

She turned her gaze up from the data pad, her eyes once again startling him in their oddness in the familiar face. She nodded to him once, “go ahead.”

“The council won’t like this, going after one of their Spectres, and they won’t make it easy on you. The turian councilor will be dead set against it. You have to believe me when I say that Saren has gone rogue. I know it.”

“Anything else I should know?”

You mean like how I’ve lived all this once before? How you’re occupying the body of my one time lover? Oh, and Saren? He’s already dead. The fellow behind you? The one with the big brown eyes and bad haircut? He’s dead, too. You, yourself, have died twice before. Paleven is lost, Earth is lost. But, lucky you, you get to go through three years of pain, suffering and frustration before you will get the chance to realize that.

“No, Commander, just, good luck. If you need me don’t hesitate to contact C-sec.”

“Thanks, Vakarian.” She nodded once more before she turned on her heel and walked away.

He was left feeling even more disoriented than before.

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Nouveau jeu - Femshep/Garrus 6 anonymous July 10 2013, 18:35:57 UTC
As soon as she was out of sight he found the nearest bench and sat down, still trying to wrap his head around what was going on. How as this even possible? Why had he been returned to this time and place? Why hadn’t Ashley, at the very least recognized him? Shepard he didn’t recognize as the same, but Ashley was Ashley, as far as he could tell.

He pulled up his omni tool and started searching through any and all information he could find regarding Commander Shepard. The results were startling. His Shepard had been a war hero. But there was no mention of Elysium. Not a word regarding the blitz. Instead the words Azuke and thresher maw leaped from the page.

That she’d survived, when fifty of her fellow soldiers had not, was remarkable on its own merit. That she’d managed to kill two of the beasts on her own was even more so. She’d managed to survive long enough for a rescue crew to come after her, but was badly wounded. The first week it wasn’t known if she’d fully recover, at least, that is what the doctors reported. Anderson had been quoted as calling her “tough as hell.”

She fully recovered, physically at least.

C-sec had additional information hidden away in their database. He knew it would bring up questions should anyone look, but he input his pin and searched anyway. She’d been arrested on numerous occasions since Azuke. Fighting mostly, drunken brawls in the wards, a scuffle outside one of the nicer clubs closer to the presidium as well; he recognized the opposing names on a couple of the arrests, in general low life scum C-sec hadn’t been able to get enough data on to make an arrest. There was an icon in the corner indicating attachments, he pulled them up. He wasn’t surprised that there was a great deal of information on her; they had been pushing her towards Spectre candidacy after all. The file indicated she was born on earth and joined the Alliance very young, there was no mention of her parents, no mention of having been raised by a military family. Her criminal record went back through her youth; she’d been arrested several times as a minor. Theft, drug possession, assault; and a few more interesting arrests including “borrowing” a shuttle (and violating air speed regulations, seven counts) as well as public indecency.

Given his history he had to wonder why they’d even consider her for Spectre candidacy.

Once she enlisted, however, she seemed to straighten out. Or at least not get caught. There was a link to her psychological profile, but when he clicked on it found it needed better clearance than he had. He considered hacking into it, but changed his mind. He could always go back later.

He tried searching for her mother, but had no luck. Hannah Shepard was nowhere to be found.

Who the hell was she? He pondered this for a time, wondering what his course of action should be. He could stay here; wait for Shepard to leave and… what? Stalk her across the Citadel? Stow away on the Normandy?

With a start he realized the time, suddenly remembering there was somewhere else he needed to be today.

He rushed off to Dr. Michel’s clinic hoping he’d be earlier than he’d been last time.

He wasn’t.

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Nouveau jeu - Femshep/Garrus 7 anonymous July 10 2013, 19:02:40 UTC
Shepard caught up with him, just as she had before. Rushing in, she created enough of a distraction for Garrus to make his shot. The rest were taken care of just seconds later. This new, imposter Shepard sauntered up to him and nodded once, “Nice shot.” She said before turning away. The real Shepard had chastised him for taking a risk of hitting Dr. Michel. The knot in his stomach hardened.

This was when the course of his life changed. This very moment, he realized, when he had asked Shepard to take him along in the hunt for Saren. This might be his only chance he had. This Shepard was all wrong, but he couldn’t let her go on without him. As screwed up as the whole situation was he knew he couldn’t take that chance. The Reaper war was still fresh in his mind. It was only yesterday to him that they’d ordered a full retreat, that Earth and Shepard were lost. Without Shepard, without the knowledge they’d obtained over the course of the next few years they’d be completely unprepared for the Reapers.

And he knew well and good that he was no longer an “Expert Reaper Advisor”, he was just a lowly C-sec officer who bristled at authority once again, and no one was going to listen to him.

“Shepard, I want to come with you.” She looked up at him, eyes narrowed slightly.

“What about C-Sec, Officer Vakarian?”

“C-Sec doesn’t need me, and truth be told, I’m not a really good fit. Red tape and I have a long history of not getting along. Getting Saren is more important, I know he’s guilty, and I can’t help from here.” He hesitated a moment before speaking again, “Also, I ah, I have a feeling something really big is behind all this.”

She folded her arms across her chest, and tilted her head slightly while seeming to consider this. “What makes you say that?”

If only you knew. “Let’s just say that I have really good intuition when it comes to these things.”

Her gaze was cool and direct, finally, she nodded. “Get your things and meet us at the docking bay. We leave within an hour. Welcome aboard, Vakarian.”

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Nouveau jeu - Femshep/Garrus 8 anonymous July 10 2013, 21:15:34 UTC
Over the course of the next few weeks Garrus observed her. He observed the rest of the crew as well. They were the same as before, as far as he could tell. Ashley remained unsure of him, of all the “aliens” on board, but he knew she would come around. Tali was Tali, as always, and still reminded him a great deal of Solana. Liara, she was the same as she had been before she’d become the Shadowbroker. He’d considered going to her, asking her to get into his head, curious to whether or not she could see what he’d been through, see the other Shepard. But something held him back.

He hadn’t really paid much attention to Kaidan before; he hadn’t much time before he’d died. He could see that he had a good heart, good intentions, but the way he’d gaze at Shepard with longing set him on edge. How could he be so oblivious to the fact that THIS Shepard would eat him alive? Or did he have some sort of hero fantasy of taking this cold, damaged Shepard and saving her from herself? Either way, Garrus wasn’t impressed by these events. Even less so that she never rebuffed the biotics’ attention.

Garrus grudgingly admitted to himself that Kaidan was much more suited to the original Shepard; in fact, the soft spoken biotic would have suited her very well. He tried not to hold it against him though. It certainly wasn’t his fault, and if things continued as they had been, Kaidan would likely not be around for long. Unless he could find a way to prevent it.

Garrus tried, on several occasions, to change their course, thinking perhaps he could alter the future somehow. Several times he nearly broke down and told Shepard everything, each and every time something prevented him. He desperately wanted to find a way to change their course, to improve their chances of winning that final war, save what lives could be saved. Fate felt differently. For every suggestion he made, course he took, it seemed there was a roadblock, a detour, bringing them back to exactly where they had stood before. He felt like he was nothing more than a passenger in this timeline.

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Nouveau jeu - Femshep/Garrus 9 anonymous July 10 2013, 21:17:31 UTC
The changes in her continued to baffle him, intrigue him, and occasionally anger him. Shepard, who could barely set her own alarm, could now bypass a door faster than he ever could. This Shepard, if handed a sniper rifle, would likely be better off using it as a club. She didn’t have the patience to handle one any other way. Not to say she wasn’t a well-seasoned and highly skilled soldier, she was. She was ruthless on the battlefield, but liked to work up close and personal. She was still slender, all hard edges and angles, but fast; Spirits she was fast; and incredibly fierce.

An image came to mind of a recent battle. She had shoved the end of her shotgun into the mouth of a krogan, blowing the top of his head off. She had turned away and looked up at Garrus where he was perched, catching his eye. Her teeth were bared in a vicious grin, her face had been spattered with blood and gore, and she seemed to revel in it; a perfect, coldblooded predator.

To Garrus the sight had been painfully erotic. Adrenaline already up, he felt himself harden and lengthen inside his armor. He imagined pulling the red haired virago into an alcove and fucking her, hard and fast. His mouth salivated at the idea of gripping her shoulder, tasting her blood on his tongue, and holding her there as he brutally pounded into her. He hadn’t ever done that with his Shepard, he had always been careful with her the few times they’d been together. But with this one, a growl bubbled into this throat, this one could handle it. Hell, she’d probably demand it. He knew her body, every fucking inch of it, and damned if he didn’t want to demonstrate to her just how well he knew those hard planes and sharp angles. His blood thickened, his cock throbbed. He loathed himself for this reaction, and hated her for it.

His resentment for her grew as her every action caused his memories of the real Shepard to fade a little more. On some level he was beginning to realize that this Shepard was better suited for him than his Shepard had been. His Shepard knew, somehow that they hadn’t been well-matched, not entirely. It’s likely why their romance was so short lived. Too short lived. He’d agreed with her decision to end it, to be the friend she need. He wished he hadn’t now, wished he’d pushed her for more. But he had always deferred to her judgment in everything.

He hadn’t always agreed with her of course, not on everything. There were times when he had thought a more concise approach in certain situations would have been the better move, but his Shepard, she always believed the best of everyone, and took people for their word. Sometimes it backfired. He never voiced his concern when he thought she was making the wrong choice, he trusted her judgment.

In retrospect, maybe he should have. And such a thought was no better than treason in his mind.

His anger towards the new Shepard continued to grow.

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Nouveau jeu - Femshep/Garrus 10 anonymous July 10 2013, 21:19:31 UTC
Something about this Shepard caused him to bristle under her command, make the occasional snide comment when she wasn’t doing what Shepard was supposed to do. Before, if HE had returned to his original self, he wouldn’t have dreamed of voicing most of his concerns, and certainly not mouthing off. But he had changed over the years, and hadn’t been, well, reset, as he’d come to think of it, like everyone else had. He was so different from that idealistic young C-sec officer, times, Omega, Shepard, the reapers had forged him into who he was.

And even though he could accept these changes in himself, he somehow couldn’t in her. It was probably, quite simply, that she wasn’t her; that kind, compassionate female, always quick to laugh, and so full of patience and understanding. In her place instead her new namesake was quick to anger, impatient, flawed. It simply wasn’t right.

Some things about her remained similar. She was no less effective on the battlefield, more so, really. With less caution taken they got through their missions faster. He was becoming grateful, almost, that he’s spent so many hours at his other Shepard’s side, seen so much. He’d needed the practice to keep up with this Shepard. She never hesitated. She seemed to almost know the outcome even before she acted. They worked together well, that could not be denied. She continued to do the right thing during their missions, but used different methods to reach the same goal. She was much more likely to bully someone into the right course of action than trying to reason with them.

A few of her quirks Garrus enjoyed, immensely. The way she handled the council for one. The interloper Shepard was about as tactful as a drunken krogan. Short tempered she more often than not allowed herself to speak before thinking, and he found himself having to bite his tongue to keep from laughing a few times. It was highly entertaining watching the turian councilor sputter and fume. She was downright cruel to Udina on occasion. The traitorous bastard deserved it.

Other changes gave him cause for concern. She rarely smiled, on the rare occasion she laughed it was twisted with cynicism, and sometimes, when she didn’t know she was being observed, a look of sadness crossed her features. That look worried him, more than he wanted it to. It never lasted long, and was always quickly replaced by her stoic, cold mask, but there was underlying pain there, or perhaps regret.

A part of him wanted to confront her about it; ease that ache from her, and share her burdens. She needed someone, he could see that, but she was probably too stubborn to accept it.

Another part of him wanted lash out of her for causing these feelings to bubble up in him to begin with.

She still spent time speaking with the crew, himself included. But their conversations were much more brief than they had been in the past. Likely she did so because it was the most effective way of building a team, and she was still good at team building, that was certain But these talks were was devoid of the sense of playfulness, of friendliness which the old Shepard projected.

She was a mystery. A mystery he was uncertain he wanted to unravel. Or even if he was up to the task.

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Re: Nouveau jeu - Femshep/Garrus 10 anonymous July 10 2013, 23:18:14 UTC
I adore Groundhog fills and you are taking this in a fascinating direction. I love this fill so much already!

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Re: Nouveau jeu - Femshep/Garrus 10 anonymous July 10 2013, 23:40:42 UTC
A!A here - very glad someone is reading and enjoying!

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Re: Nouveau jeu - Femshep/Garrus 6 anonymous July 10 2013, 19:04:35 UTC
I wonder if he'd fall in love with her anyway, being this Shepard so different than his Shepard.
I find this kind of plot somewhat fascinating, and I'm looking forward for the next part!

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Re: Nouveau jeu - Femshep/Garrus 6 anonymous July 10 2013, 23:41:50 UTC
A!A-
Though i'm sure you've figured this out if you have continued reading - yes, all part of the plot. This is the kmeme after all!

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Re: Nouveau jeu - Femshep/Garrus 6 anonymous July 11 2013, 00:03:36 UTC
Yes, I can see what's going on there... So the first Shepard broke things up with him, but he still thought of her as being "his" and this more ruthless Shepard is -- slowly -- being constructed as being the ideal one for him. I like where this is going.
I also liked her insight. Her being pissed off with him because he's making her uncomfortable, because he's observing her every move.

I can't wait for the next part, this is so much fun!!

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Re: Nouveau jeu - Femshep/Garrus 6 anonymous July 11 2013, 00:38:55 UTC
A!A - I tend to play through the first time Paragon - and the 2nd time Renegade. Hence the idea.

And I think Garrus would rub along with the bad girl better....

Glad you're enjoying it!

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