High above the mucky-muck, castle made of clouds
“Bottoms up,” the bartender told her with little humor.
Good man. “To the new Normandy and her new crew,” Shepard mumbled to herself before snatching the drink up.
It tasted like nothing at first, and then it was like everything, the drink stabbing at her taste buds and her throat as it settled, hot and heavy, in her stomach. A fire shot through ( Read more... )
Good man. “To the new Normandy and her new crew,” Shepard mumbled to herself before snatching the drink up.
It tasted like nothing at first, and then it was like everything, the drink stabbing at her taste buds and her throat as it settled, hot and heavy, in her stomach. A fire shot through ( Read more... )
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I love your writing style. It's very smooth and poignant and you really start to feel whatever the speaker is feeling.
Also, did this really happen in the game? The same game I may have bought today despite not yet finishing the first one ...
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lmao, I am having Shepard go to like... every bar and drinking way too much, because if I was in her situation, I would do it.
But on the Citadel Station, the bartender ends up serving Shepard this wicked drink, and she passes the fuck out. And then she was in the bathroom, and there was this pissing Turian :'D
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