Okay.

Who was in my house and where the hell is my gun?

Thought I saw the florist, of all people, but

Sober again. Kind of. Sort of. Not really. But anyway. Y'know, it would have been nice if somebody told me the world wasn't ending before I went and did him that.

Now, a little bird told me that Saren Arterius and company and T'Soni, equally evil are here. Any truth to that? Because if there is, I think we ought to haul out the big guns. The really ( Read more... )

 So.

A monster.

Anyone know how to kill it? Seems to me that this whole searching-for-antidote adventure would work a lot better if the searchers didn't get eaten. 

Hey, Shepard, care to go shooting with me today? Target practice, y'know. My one hand's still pretty stiff and useless, but I don't want to get out of the habit.

Also, Church and Tex: You guys okay? Haven't really heard from you since...yeah. Kinda worried over here.

[strike hackable]

Hm. I really wouldn't think that a person could get bored in a place like this, but...well, I am. A girl can only polish her gun so many times. Anybody want to do something this weekend? I'm up for about anything - preferably involving no alcohol, since I occasionally like to remember the fun things I do.

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