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turian_honor

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Jun 22, 2011 14:42

... Hey, commander? Can I get you to stop by my quarters? For a second?

[Wow, Garrus, your voice is sounding decidedly... flat... today. Are you feeling all right?]

Thanks.

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[audio] xenoshepherd June 23 2011, 07:53:32 UTC

Sure, but uh--

I think my translator's either glitching or operating more smoothly than its programming permits.

[audio] turian_events June 23 2011, 08:12:07 UTC

I could look at the settings for you but... I... kind of... need your help with something.

Right now.

[audio] xenoshepherd June 23 2011, 08:23:55 UTC

[Suspicions: not 100% assuaged. Whatever it is, she can deal with it in person.

He didn't say anything about an emergency but Shepard interpreted that from 'need your help' on her own. Which is why, when she's positioned outside the door of his cell, she knocks a little harder than necessary.]

Garrus? Open up.

[Actions?] turian_events June 23 2011, 08:27:51 UTC

[There's some shuffling inside. A sound like someone... tripping? Stumbling?]

[But then the door's opening a crack.]

Come in. Thanks. I... just come in.

[Actions?] xenoshepherd June 23 2011, 08:33:40 UTC

[But Shepard's not moving-- to leave or to bust the door open. She stares. At his face, at the door, at the contents of his room.]

What the hell, Garrus?

[Actions] turian_events June 23 2011, 08:35:54 UTC

[And there's... the ex-turian. Wearing a bed sheet because his clothing suddenly doesn't fit right anymore. Let alone his armor. He's already got a hand to his face, to self-consciously pick at the lingering scars.]

That's... what'd I'd like to know... actually.

[Actions] xenoshepherd June 23 2011, 08:39:27 UTC

[Shepard grabs him -- gently -- around the jaw, turning it so that she can get a good look at the mess of scars only her squadmate can boast to having. Air hisses through her teeth on inhale.]

Pretty sure this isn't supposed to be possible.

[Dinosaurs, and now THIS.]

[Actions] turian_events June 23 2011, 08:50:16 UTC

[Anyone else would probably have their hand swatted away, or their wrist twisted into an uncomfortable position. But this is Shepard. He trusts her -- above and beyond all others.]

[So he lets her examine his face, averting his eyes. The skin -- the bizarre soft skin -- suddenly feels a little hot.]

Really? Because I tend to do this every couple hours while I'm calibrating...

[Actions] xenoshepherd June 23 2011, 09:02:06 UTC

Huh.

[Shepard probes his cheek, marveling at the transformation, pretending not to notice his rising temperature until her hands are clasped together safely behind her back. Then she shoots him the cheekiest goddamned grin.]

Never thought I'd see you blush, soldier.

[Actions] turian_events June 23 2011, 09:07:13 UTC

[And he keeps his eyes on the far wall, trying to ignore her fingers poking at his face. It's... suddenly uncomfortable.]

[... When did her fingers ever feel like that?]

Turians don't blush, Shepard.

[He meets her grin with a flat look, drawing himself up a bit.]

Did I ever mention that?

[Actions] xenoshepherd June 24 2011, 05:08:11 UTC

Hey, I know enough about turian biology to guess that. What do you take me for?

[Unrepentant in the face of his obvious discomfort, Shepard chooses to let him see just how much she's enjoying this.]

Thing is, Garrus? You're not a turian right now.

[Actions] turian_events June 24 2011, 05:24:19 UTC

[Discomfort, in addition to the overall strangeness and confusion of this new body... makes him snap his head back around to glare at her.]

I noticed.

[And then he's putting his face back into his hands, one lingering on the scars. At least those are familiar. At least he can still pick at them as needed. Sort of.]

... I need pants. Not jokes. You can laugh all you want when I'm not wearing a bedsheet.

[Actions] xenoshepherd June 24 2011, 05:41:01 UTC

[Putting her hands up, classic don't-shoot-me style. Through a massive amount of self-control she wipes the smirk off her mouth, straightening out.]

Okay, okay. No jokes.

[Shepard tilts her head, looking him over critically.] I've got some baggy old-school pants from the Clothier's Tower that might do the trick. This has got to be mortifying for you, but to be completely honest, you have nothing to be really embarrassed about. I've seen way uglier humans than you.

[Actions] turian_events June 24 2011, 06:02:55 UTC

[He blows out a breath -- looking a little surprised with it makes his lips move around. That's... new.]

I'd appreciate that. I can't even fit into my old shirt, let alone the pants.

[Seeing that look, though, he can feel his face heating up again. Humans don't usually do this -- he doesn't think, anyway. He keeps his hands on his face, in hopes of making it less obvious.]

I'm wearing a bedsheet in front of the person I respect the most in the galaxy, Shepard, I have plenty to be embarrassed about.

[Of course, he doesn't comment on the "uglier than you" part. That's obviously not true.]

[Actions] xenoshepherd June 26 2011, 03:05:27 UTC

[She's got bigger things on her mind than fluffing up his sense of vanity and ripping him a new one for thinking she'd bend the truth to suit his ego. Switching the bulk of her weight to one leg, Shepard lifts both brows. Paragon of dubiousness.]

That's it? Garrus, trust me on this. You don't have anything I haven't seen before. Human men are all pretty much built the same.

[Actions] turian_events June 26 2011, 03:25:37 UTC

... Except the scars, huh?

[That may or may not be a big part of the problem. It figures, those carry over, but not scales. Or something useful. And he's not wearing pants.]

I... just wanted to know if you had anything I could put on.

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