So, if I set up a shooting range in one of the districts around here, would anyone but me use it?

More importantly, would the people who use it follow any rules I establish for the place?

Is it just me or are the number of transporter malfunctions actually increasing?

You know, it occurred to me that we don't actually have any laws here. Well...

[Garrus is cleaning his sniper rifle, the camera haphazardly tilted against something out of its field of view.]That's alright, isn't it? We're not really a country or a nation. But we are a community. And every community has its own unwritten rules about what we ( Read more... )

 Shepard and I are taking a day or two to do some hunting. Unwind. If you really need us, ping our wearables.

I know it's hard, but try not to blow up anything important while we're gone.

[Left unspoken: if you interrupt my romantic vacation, I will murder you.]

 We're changing safe-houses.

That's all.

[Locked; Normandy Channel]

Someone give me a status report.

[[OOC: Slightly forward-dated. Cut/warning for death/mature subject matter/suicide.]]

( I've been a fool to myself. )

...something's wrong. I don't know what, but I feel like a horde of Collectors are about to come blasting through the door.

Maybe I've just been cooped up too long. Cabin fever.

[Sup everyone. It's your only favorite turian! He nods at the camera, clearly about to speak - he's in his sniper's perch somewhere in an apartment building. His mandibles spread and then he glances out the window. His eyes blink and then he carefully raises his rifle and after a long moment of sighting he squeezes the trigger. The rifle goes off ( Read more... )

Massani, I found your damn rifle cleaner. It was buried under a pile of crap in the back of the apartment.

I'm keeping it so you don't lose it again.

Shepard.

You're not really going to make me go this thing, are you?