Being Human
who; Garrus Vakarian, Commander Shepard
what; It's hard being human.
when; Mid-week of the species-swap (backdated); night and morning after.
where; Normandyhaus
warnings; language, in all likelihood.
It had been a long day. Getting over the shock of being human, the allergic reaction to his own food and just trying to deal with a new body had taken its toll on Garrus. He was mentally exhausted - not physically, of course, but he just wanted to curl up and sleep for a while. He fought through it, of course. He was used to putting off sleep when he needed to.
Human coffee was actually quite helpful in that regard, he'd discovered.
He settled down on the edge of his bed with a groan and rubbed at his eyes. Maybe he'd be back to normal tomorrow. Somehow. Taking off his armor had been a new experience - same in principle, really, but it had been such an odd feeling to find straps and buckles in different places.
He'd think about that later. For now, he wanted sleep.
what; It's hard being human.
when; Mid-week of the species-swap (backdated); night and morning after.
where; Normandyhaus
warnings; language, in all likelihood.
It had been a long day. Getting over the shock of being human, the allergic reaction to his own food and just trying to deal with a new body had taken its toll on Garrus. He was mentally exhausted - not physically, of course, but he just wanted to curl up and sleep for a while. He fought through it, of course. He was used to putting off sleep when he needed to.
Human coffee was actually quite helpful in that regard, he'd discovered.
He settled down on the edge of his bed with a groan and rubbed at his eyes. Maybe he'd be back to normal tomorrow. Somehow. Taking off his armor had been a new experience - same in principle, really, but it had been such an odd feeling to find straps and buckles in different places.
He'd think about that later. For now, he wanted sleep.