[Mass Effect][G] Calm tide
Characters: Thane Krios, Kolyat Krios
Genre: Slice of life
Disclaimer: I own nobody
Notes: For the prompt “Coral” on 100_colours
Timeline: Between ME2 and 3
Summary: Thane and Kolyat have some bonding time over a cup of coffee, away from the Citadel and all their daily worries.
The transparent dome was an open window on the undersea wild life. A bright colorful vegetation covered the hills surrounding the city of Ithaka. Legions of fishes swan above, seemingly undisturbed by the human swarm under their tails. Thane was reminded of Kahje and the Encompassing with its coral blue waters. He caught himself searching for the hanar, moving through the ocean with a speed and grace none other species would ever be able to match.
“We shouldn’t have come, Father,” his son said when Thane coughed. “Your condition is worsening at an alarming rate and this.” Kolyat made a gesture in the air. “Doesn’t help.”
“I don’t want to spend what’s left of my time in a hospital room, not until my condition requires everyday care,” he added when Kolyat opened his mouth, ready to argue about that.
If Thane was glad his son was worried for his health, he still wished he would understand his need to see what the galaxy had to offer as much as he could while he still had the possibility. Not that he hadn’t travelled until now, but it had always been for contracts that required all his focus. Being there, free of any obligation, helped soothing his mind.
“Moreover, a little time out of C-Sec can be good to you. You’ve been overworking yourself with that last case.”
Kolyat slowly put his cup down, shaking his head. “It was necessary, and it was worth it. With their leaders out of the pictures, the gang disbanded.”
It had been all over the ANN, C-Sec dismantling the Sables, one of the most influent drug cartel in the Citadel, which they had been following for years. Thane had been more than pleased to learn that Bailey had put Kolyat in the charge of the operations, even if that meant his son had been on the edge since. Too much worries and not enough sleep. The most important was that he was making the galaxy better. On the top of that, he seemed to appreciate his job. That eased Thane’s mind. Even if Shepard and him had stopped Kolyat from becoming an assassin, Thane always had a small part of him thinking his son would try again one day.
“I’ve been following the story,” Thane replied, pushing his thoughts away. Now wasn’t the time for it. “I don’t think I’ve said it yet. Congratulation you for your hard work.”
Kolyat was aghast, body suddenly tense and blinking too many times. He opened his mouth, then shut it, fidgeting on his chair like when he was a little child, afraid to ask questions he thought embarrassing. Thane patiently let him regain his composure, conscious that any comment on his part would probably not be welcomed; they were working on their relationship and he didn’t wish to make it harder than it already was.
“Thanks, Father,” Kolyat said after a long silence with a small smile worthier than everything else in Thane’s mind.
Genre: Slice of life
Disclaimer: I own nobody
Notes: For the prompt “Coral” on 100_colours
Timeline: Between ME2 and 3
Summary: Thane and Kolyat have some bonding time over a cup of coffee, away from the Citadel and all their daily worries.
The transparent dome was an open window on the undersea wild life. A bright colorful vegetation covered the hills surrounding the city of Ithaka. Legions of fishes swan above, seemingly undisturbed by the human swarm under their tails. Thane was reminded of Kahje and the Encompassing with its coral blue waters. He caught himself searching for the hanar, moving through the ocean with a speed and grace none other species would ever be able to match.
“We shouldn’t have come, Father,” his son said when Thane coughed. “Your condition is worsening at an alarming rate and this.” Kolyat made a gesture in the air. “Doesn’t help.”
“I don’t want to spend what’s left of my time in a hospital room, not until my condition requires everyday care,” he added when Kolyat opened his mouth, ready to argue about that.
If Thane was glad his son was worried for his health, he still wished he would understand his need to see what the galaxy had to offer as much as he could while he still had the possibility. Not that he hadn’t travelled until now, but it had always been for contracts that required all his focus. Being there, free of any obligation, helped soothing his mind.
“Moreover, a little time out of C-Sec can be good to you. You’ve been overworking yourself with that last case.”
Kolyat slowly put his cup down, shaking his head. “It was necessary, and it was worth it. With their leaders out of the pictures, the gang disbanded.”
It had been all over the ANN, C-Sec dismantling the Sables, one of the most influent drug cartel in the Citadel, which they had been following for years. Thane had been more than pleased to learn that Bailey had put Kolyat in the charge of the operations, even if that meant his son had been on the edge since. Too much worries and not enough sleep. The most important was that he was making the galaxy better. On the top of that, he seemed to appreciate his job. That eased Thane’s mind. Even if Shepard and him had stopped Kolyat from becoming an assassin, Thane always had a small part of him thinking his son would try again one day.
“I’ve been following the story,” Thane replied, pushing his thoughts away. Now wasn’t the time for it. “I don’t think I’ve said it yet. Congratulation you for your hard work.”
Kolyat was aghast, body suddenly tense and blinking too many times. He opened his mouth, then shut it, fidgeting on his chair like when he was a little child, afraid to ask questions he thought embarrassing. Thane patiently let him regain his composure, conscious that any comment on his part would probably not be welcomed; they were working on their relationship and he didn’t wish to make it harder than it already was.
“Thanks, Father,” Kolyat said after a long silence with a small smile worthier than everything else in Thane’s mind.