Shepard Jr. - Lucius Vakarian 1/6
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October 17 2015, 09:14:50 UTC
Vakarian Sr. did not fear many things. In his life as a soldier and a C-Sec detective, he's seen many things; things so terrible he couldn't speak of freely or even think about without a shuddering thought. He survived the First Contact War and the Reaper War, seen many injustices he personally put down in the name of law on the Citadel, but he didn't let it break or overwhelm him. He knew it was spirits themselves testing his will and strength and he fought against it, taking everything life threw at him in stride.
But when his grandson stopped over on the side of the road in his parents' vehicle, he could feel nothing but dread.
"Come on, Gramps," the young turian with his father's face and his mother's eyes opened the window, only one of his hands loosely on the steering wheel which was already a warning sign. "It's just a ride home."
The older turian waved him off and continued onward. "I'll walk. I need some fresh air anyway."
"Yeah, right," Lucius rolled his eyes, sighing in exasperation as he followed the man in the car, revving it up occasionally which made the entire thing even more frightening. "Dad's been bugging you about your bad knees since forever. Now get in the car."
"Lucius, I am perfectly fine," the man insisted, preferring not to see the inside of another car ever again. "I'd like to keep my head for a little longer."
The younger turian groaned. "Seriously, what do you have against my driving?"
"I have nothing against it. I just wish you'd taken after your father in that department."
"Gramps, it happened once. ONCE," Lucius held up his hands, one finger in the air on each of them and oh spirits, he's doing it again, he's not looking at the road or holding the wheel. The car was moving at a snail's pace and he was sure his grandson would still manage to crash horribly. "It won't happen again, I swear."
Vakarian Sr. held the bridge of his nose, sighing out heavily as he glared at the youngster in the car. "You impaled a car... on a traffic sign! How in the name of all that is sacred do you do that?"
"Really carefully," Lucius let go of the wheel again, instead propping one of them against his chin as he calculated quickly in his mind. "Actually, the preferred angle is at about 76.6° at the velocity of-"
"Forget I asked,” the older one gave up. “I'm still not getting in the car."
"Okay, so mom isn't the best driving teacher in the galaxy!" the younger turian snapped at him. "Give me a break!"
Years ago, when his son announced he was marrying a human, Commander Shepard of all people, he was perplexed and skeptical. He didn't think a marriage between a human and a turian would ever work out. He even agreed at some point with the news and rumors it had to be some sort of politically arranged ploy to put down any remaining, admittedly rather decreased at that point, hostilities between humans and turians. But he was proven wrong and it took him a long time to accept it. They clearly loved each other, far more than he figured possible. It had been awkward the first year or so, but he came to adore his daughter-in-law; not for just being one of the most important factors that ended the Reaper War, but also because he could see she was a good person who made his son happy.
But even then he couldn't get over her atrocious driving skills that put the fear of Reapers to shame. And Lucius, who was at first a biological miracle, was now an unintentional menace, inheriting his mother’s gift of untold destruction.
But when his grandson stopped over on the side of the road in his parents' vehicle, he could feel nothing but dread.
"Come on, Gramps," the young turian with his father's face and his mother's eyes opened the window, only one of his hands loosely on the steering wheel which was already a warning sign. "It's just a ride home."
The older turian waved him off and continued onward. "I'll walk. I need some fresh air anyway."
"Yeah, right," Lucius rolled his eyes, sighing in exasperation as he followed the man in the car, revving it up occasionally which made the entire thing even more frightening. "Dad's been bugging you about your bad knees since forever. Now get in the car."
"Lucius, I am perfectly fine," the man insisted, preferring not to see the inside of another car ever again. "I'd like to keep my head for a little longer."
The younger turian groaned. "Seriously, what do you have against my driving?"
"I have nothing against it. I just wish you'd taken after your father in that department."
"Gramps, it happened once. ONCE," Lucius held up his hands, one finger in the air on each of them and oh spirits, he's doing it again, he's not looking at the road or holding the wheel. The car was moving at a snail's pace and he was sure his grandson would still manage to crash horribly. "It won't happen again, I swear."
Vakarian Sr. held the bridge of his nose, sighing out heavily as he glared at the youngster in the car. "You impaled a car... on a traffic sign! How in the name of all that is sacred do you do that?"
"Really carefully," Lucius let go of the wheel again, instead propping one of them against his chin as he calculated quickly in his mind. "Actually, the preferred angle is at about 76.6° at the velocity of-"
"Forget I asked,” the older one gave up. “I'm still not getting in the car."
"Okay, so mom isn't the best driving teacher in the galaxy!" the younger turian snapped at him. "Give me a break!"
Years ago, when his son announced he was marrying a human, Commander Shepard of all people, he was perplexed and skeptical. He didn't think a marriage between a human and a turian would ever work out. He even agreed at some point with the news and rumors it had to be some sort of politically arranged ploy to put down any remaining, admittedly rather decreased at that point, hostilities between humans and turians. But he was proven wrong and it took him a long time to accept it. They clearly loved each other, far more than he figured possible. It had been awkward the first year or so, but he came to adore his daughter-in-law; not for just being one of the most important factors that ended the Reaper War, but also because he could see she was a good person who made his son happy.
But even then he couldn't get over her atrocious driving skills that put the fear of Reapers to shame. And Lucius, who was at first a biological miracle, was now an unintentional menace, inheriting his mother’s gift of untold destruction.
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