[Garrus is laying on a cheap recliner, and hasn't bothered to change from his sleepwear into his armor.]

I can't remember if I have anything I need to do today, but I think I'm just going to skip it today.

Maybe I'll just sit around, watch some TV. I hear some of these Christmas specials are pretty fun.

I think I'll just stay home today. Or at least wear my helmet if I have to go out.

[Filtered to Police.]

I've also been thinking it over, and I was wondering if the Police Force has any openings.

[End Filter]

Alright, between those creepy fliers and this, this has been turning out to be a very chilling month.

[He looks over both shoulders twice.]

Hopefully I'll live long enough to figure out what those bits of paper were all about. I've seen what those statue things do. Sort of.

I never realized how much I blink until now.

[Garrus has been wandering aimlessly through the City for some time now.]

Dammit, where is it?

[He continues to look around, just as confused as ever.]

I know where it is, I go there several times a week. [Sigh.] Alright, I'll just head for the next stop and find the first one later.

[Pause.] Oh great, I can't remember that either ( Read more... )

[Garrus is lying in some alley somewhere, and it looks like he's in pain.]

Alright, I got away from my apartment... but I might start looking for... victims...

[A loud crack is heard and he unintentionally lowers the device. He's stripped himself of his armor and weapons and his carapace is covered in blue, glowing lesions.]Listen, everybody, I ( Read more... )

[Out on patrol, jumping from rooftop to rooftop is the mysterious figure known as Archangel. He's wearing a black armored outfit and a full helmet that covers his entire head. Yep, this is totally not the only turian in the city ( Read more... )

I admit, I sort of like days like today. There's always a chance I'll see someone I know from back home, or who used to be here.

[ooc: Anything goes. Threadjacking encouraged.]

[Garrus has most of his blue back, including his tattoos, armor, and eyepiece. Also, the big scar on his face has regained its reddish hue.]

This has been one hell of a week, but it looks like things might be getting back to normal. Well, except my Normandy model is still pink. Much as I dislike the Cerberus oolor scheme, hopefully that'll fade

[The screen is focused on Garrus, for the most part, who is sleeping. There also appears to be a human-sized lump next to him in his bed. He rolls over and opens his eyes, seeing a stranger next to him.]

Whoa!

[Garrus jerks up, accidentally bringing the man up with him thanks to the handcuffs he doesn't realize they're wearing. Said man is now ( Read more... )

I really enjoyed that, Shepard.