[Sitting on a ledge part way up one of the towers is Vie, her Journal in one hand and a half consumed bottle of liquor in the other. Since the trial she's been keeping quiet, avoiding the crowd and deliberately making herself scarce. There was a lot on her mind, and the trial had proven to be the shock her relaxed had been waiting for. A reminder
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I think it's pretty obvious what I am. I'm a bearded lizard.
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I should have expected an answer like that from you.
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Damn I'm becoming predictable.
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[She sounds a little brighter, but it's nothing like the usual upbeat Vie.]
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[Short and to the point. Go Garrus go.]
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I've never heard of a Turian. Tell me about your kind, if you will?
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Well, if you're lucky, you get one who looks a little like this.
[He says it in a way that manages to be proud, and self-depreciating at the same time.]
Does that help?
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There's a clan in my homeland of a similar face.
[Vie pauses.]
And yet so different. What of your world?
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[Wait, wasn't Kevas a Troll?]
We've no trolls where I come from.
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Not what I expected at all.
[WHOAAA.]
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Hello, Vie.
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Nick..?
[She saw him die. How is this even possible.]
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I am sorry.
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[Hello there emotional brain-break.]
How are you here? It was a fight to the death, was it not?
[Not that she wanted him dead, in fact she's pretty damn happy he's not, but right now things don't really make sense.]
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what are YOU?
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...How lucky you are to have another like you here.
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but ii don't thiink iit'd matter iif ii wa2 all that'2 left, our 2peciie2 was doomed anyway.
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[Nothing but affection in her voice when she speaks of Nepeta.]
...How do you mean, 'doomed'?
[Nepeta had mentioned losing her universe, but it'd make better sense with a second opinion.]
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