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[justicrazy]

Characters: Mainly Samara justicrazy & Shepard only_mostlydead (but that's not to say apartment hall wanderers aren't allowed) ; open
Location: Apartment A-8
Planet: Coruscant
When: Oct 29th evening; a reasonable hour
What: Swearing the Third Oath of Subsumation, re-joining Shepard's crew
Rating: PG

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[only_mostlydead]

Shepard smiled at Samara when the door opened, stepping into the same, generic apartment all of them had been dumped into the moment they arrived. "I like to be prompt when the time calls for it." Or all the time, usually.

She glanced over her friend then, eyebrows raising. "I see you wasted no time in finding something else to wear!"

[justicrazy]

Thank you, for your consideration, Shepard. [In a way swearing the Oath helped her from getting tied to this place. Had she refused to help Shepard and her crew find a way to leave she might live the rest of her life trying to clean up Coruscant or die trying. Not that it was a bad thing. But there were priorities on her 'Justice' list.]

Although Justicars are limited to what they can possess we can still be particular about the armor we wear. [One side of her mouth raises, as if she were smirking.] The clothing administered upon arrival wouldn't last a single battle.

[Then again, she didn't feel so enthusiastic about what she found either. The clothing didn't seem to be made out of any durable material, aside from what the leather. However, the technology didn't appear to be too outdated in Coruscant. Perhaps what she picked would surprise her and withstand and withstand the usual beatings her Justicar uniforms were given.]

You have not wasted any of my time, therefore I shall not waste any of yours. Are you ready?

i am so sorry for the late response!

[only_mostlydead]

[Shepard flashes Samara a grin. The clothes given tot hem were nothing to be proud of, that was true. Thankfully, she hasn't had the opportunity to test their durability in combat.] I think anything worth wearing costs a little bit too much for them to be handing out to every person that pops up into this place. [She glances over the Justicar again.] We'll find you something else.

[A nod.] I'm ready.