Harry's posted himself into dear_multiverse, asking about what to do when you find yourself playing for the wrong team. Set at the beginning of Mass Effect 2, after the opening events of the Normandy.

Right. So. Harry's officially out of the Rift and has been for... ah, a while now. Coupla months, I think ( Read more... )

I found my frisbee.

The Gauche appears to have a very nice courtyard.

Has anyone mislaid a girl-shaped cat?

Someone's been in my room. There's a silver Warden sword on my bed. Not just any sword, but mine, magically attuned to me and everything. It's impossible. You don't... happen to know anything about this, do you?

( Besides the bit about being egocentric and taking offense at everything, this one's pretty close )

Hey there, pretty lady. You free this evening? There's a table at a certain steakhouse with our names on it.

Does anyone know where Shepard is? I haven't seen her for a few days.

You missed our meetup. Is everything okay?

Thanks again for showing me where that little church is. I was able to pick up what I needed this morning, no questions asked. I also managed to finish my project a few days ago - been catching up on my sleep since then. Don't have many other pressing needs at the moment, which is kinda awkward at times. Gotta find a new project or something, to ( Read more... )