Commander Temari Shepard, Systems Alliance Navy.
I'll relinquish one bullet. Where the fuck do you want it?
[I am a dinosaur.]
Donate them to the Citadel, or the Alliance. Give them to civilians then, and they can use them as they see fit. Some of them likely celebrate the holiday, and it could help with morale.
Mm. Perhaps. I suppose it’s true there aren’t a lot of ways to get a hold on the plant these days.
And apparently it’s useful for respiratory problems.
Oh, fine. No burning, then.
(Source: ruthlessrenegade)
Tali mentioned someone putting up a ‘kissing plant’, but had no idea. She asked me, and I’m about as knowledgeable on this stuff as her.
I had it taken down though. It’s poor taste to have up.
Pain in the ass is what it is. Someone thought it’d be funny to put them up in almost every archway in my damn ship.
I had to kiss Mordin.
Tomorrow I’m planning a mass burning of the things. And maybe a frying of the one responsible for putting them up.
Still on the fence about that last one.
(Source: ruthlessrenegade)
Yeah, yeah it makes sense. I’ll keep it in mind Commander.
Oh, I guess this is something. I got a recent request from Alliance Command on a joint project with the other species. I can’t remember the planet- or system, I’ve been busy- but it’s a small garrison housing some old Cerberus tech in it. They want it cataloged and shipped to the Citadel to be stripped and detailed.
After a few more missions, I’ll likely be heading there. They don’t have much a crew- a lot of civilian hands and mercs- so a few soldiers might be needed in case Cerberus decides it wasn’t done with their makeshift toys.
Want me to patch you the details?
-nods- Good.
Mm. Sounds tedious.
Might be worth a look, though. Go ahead and send me the details and I’ll read ‘em over. What’s the priority on this, do you know?
And, ah, maybe let me know when you’re heading over there so I don’t miss the party.
feagdhfj This was the thing that was hung in engineering then…
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-chuckles-
Probably. Why, what happened in engineering?
uǝʇʇoƃɹoɟ ǝɹɐ noʎ ǝɹouƃı uʍop ʇı uɹnq noʎ ɟo pɐǝɥɐ ʇǝƃ oʇ ʇuɐʍ ʇsnɾ ǝɥs ʞɐǝɹɟ ɹǝʇsuoɯ noʎ ʇsnɹʇ ǝɥs plnoʍ ʎɥʍ sǝop ǝɥs ǝsɹnoɔ ɟo noʎ sʇqnop ǝɥS
No, no it’s fine. We had white paint in the hangar anyway, and Private Tobias has pulled stunts like this before. So if we’re missing paint, then I’ll just have him clean it up. It’s not a big deal, and I’d rather just move on from it.
But thank you for the offer. On top of, if we found out, I’d rather not have them lie to you then have to deal with the repercussions of such event.
Mm. Well, alright.
Hey. You let me know if you need anything, okay? I’m, ah..worried about you. Not something I do very often, so maybe take it to heart, hm? There seem to be a lot of us “Shepards” lately, but that doesn’t mean the few of us that’re close shouldn’t stick together.
..if that makes any sense.
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restrictedtodecaf sent: What's a 'mistletoe'? |
Of course. Jace was a colony kid. His background was entirely different from hers.
Not that she’d learned what mistletoe was until she entered the military. She was vaguely surprised he’d never heard of it, but..
Tradition was tradition.
Fortunately, a kiss on the cheek counted as well. “This is a plant from earth,” she explained, and Jace would be the lucky one out of all the other poor confused souls that she bothered to take the time to talk to. “During the holiday season, which is generally considered the Earth month of December, people will take these plants and hang them up in various places. When two people are caught together under one of them, they then exchange a kiss.”
She motions, then, to the mistletoe caught above them. Then she leans in and touches a kiss to his cheek before proceeding to tear the leaves from their perch. She presses them into his hands with a smirk, and gives a little shrug. “Don’t know if you celebrate it, but Merry Christmas, Jace.”
Leaving cots would just promote them being used when they’re not supposed to. I spent a good two straight years without sleep, I can survive this.
Oh.. Well forget I said anything then.
Generic marks, white paint. EDI ran it through. Standard oils and inks, nothing unbelievable. I’m searching through the logs to find if someone came into the room or not, and running through inventory now.
They’re a bit sketchy though. No drips on anything, which is good. This isn’t the worst they pulled in the past, so I’m thankful for that.
Mm. I don’t like the sound of that.
-Oil. Ink. Ichor. She shakes her head as if to shake away the thought, focusing instead on the other. She’s got an idea in her mind, and she hopes against hope that it isn’t what she thinks it could be.-
I’d like to take a look, if you don’t mind. I might know who’s behind it.
But even if I don’t, it’s worth a try, hm?
I tend to just fall asleep in the CIC or in the hangar. Either leaning against a rail or under one of the shuttles.
It’s not being alone- that I’m used to and honestly prefer. But something doesn’t… Like the nightmares, you know? How they don’t feel right. Like, they’re more than just bad dreams?
That feeling is still there when I wake up. Almost like it’s physically touching me sometimes.
..maybe you should just set up cots in various places so you can pass out there.
Ah. Yes. I think I know what you mean. I..don’t think that’s a “Shepard” thing, though. Because generally my nightmares stay in my subconscious..unless I’m gunning them down.
But you mentioned something about “white x-marks”? Tell me about those.
Yes. It has been spotty. Tali has forcefully made me sleep, but… I don’t sleep well in the cabin. Doesn’t feel right.
Good.
Mm. Maybe you ought to switch it up. There are a number of places you can sleep otherwise. And you don’t have to go it alone, either. I’m sure Tali wouldn’t mind at least sitting next to you while you slept.
…Commander?
..have you slept yet?
