Who's Nose?

Sep 21, 2010 05:29

Who: Garrus Vakarian and Jubilee
When: September 22nd, late Afternoon
Where: A Coffee and Company in sector 4
Summary: Garrus is looking for a tour, and owes Jubes a drink. She's getting coffee this time around, but booze once he has more cash.
Warnings: Jubes and Garrus? Probably language.


He felt ridiculous. It had taken some doing, but enough skulking around town and Garrus had managed to get his talons on a little cash, and the clothes he needed to not stick out...or rather, not look like an alien. He still stuck out.

A black fedora was the only thing that would hide the bony crest on his head, and likewise a long brown trench-coat was the only thing that would hide his retrograde legs and whip-thin physique. A green scarf hid his face from any onlookers and a pair of damaged sunglasses hid his eyes.

He procured a pair of blue gloves and stuffed the extra fingers, so his three wouldn't give him away in a world that had five. In the end he didn't look like a Turian but...

"I look like some kind of clown-hobo." He grumbled.

jubilee, garrus vakarian

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