Pilgrimage 002 ◘ Tali'Zorah ◘ No place like the Normandy [In person]

[quarian_bucket]

[Since arriving at the Manor, Tali has yet to be impressed. There was nothing here; she was wasting her time, when she should have been back on the Normandy.

So, here she is - sat on the fountain, cleaning her gun for the third time, willing the timeaway until she can be returned back to the ship and the crew]

((Feel free to bother her~♥))

Comments

/bothers

[rcklssanarchist]

[It isn't the presence of another person or the sight of the fountain that draws him near to someone.

It's the gun. And it's that someone is cleaning it.

Yeah, 17 is easy to please once you figure out what he likes. But he'll never let you know. With a look on his face that says he could care less about what's going on, he approaches this person, watching as she diligently cleans her weapon which didn't look like it needed any more attention.]

Preparing for a fight?

/is bothered - nice to see you back~! ♥

[quarian_bucket]

[Tali looks up sharply at the approaching stranger]

No, not exactly

[rcklssanarchist]

Then what's the point of having the weapon?

[Says the teen carrying one of his own that he doesn't even use.]

[quarian_bucket]

That's like asking why someone learns self defence skills.

[Starting to put the gun back together]

To be prepared