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It’s late. I know it’s late. I’m tired, but something keeps waking me. Something inside me calls me awake when I start to doze. It warns me of something horrid that may occur. So I stay awake, my eyes focused on my turian. He’s bathed in the blue glow from the aquarium, the light dances off his plates and highlights his clan markings. Suddenly he stirs. A turian takes up a lot of space when still, but when in motion they could take up a whole room if they felt like it. His body trembles, and I wonder what he’s dreaming about. His talons dig into my hip in a painful way. “Garrus, baby, you’re hurtin

It was getting difficult to focus, for the past couple weeks, Shepard had been acquiring squad mates. She'd found an Asari Justicar who liked to sit around meditating. Tali, which had overjoyed Shepard. Oh, Spirits was she beautiful when she smiled. And a Drell Assassin her and Kasumi spent a solid eight minutes giggling to each other about. You're jealous. The main battery door whirred open and Garrus turned to great who could only be Shepard. "Hey Sh--What are you wearing?" He was caught off guard. He'd never seen Shepard in a dress before. She looked down at her tight black dress. "Oh. It's the dress Kasumi got me. At first, I didn't l

Rayne had never complained about the crew quarters on Alliance vessels when she first started out. It was sufficient for a woman of her station and it was comfortable enough. But over the past few years she'd become spoiled. She had private quarters, fish tank, private bathroom, desk, couch, and plenty of space to spare. Now she didn't even have a bunk. There wasn't much space left over with the full crew. So Rayne found a place to rest wherever she could. The Med-bay a couple of times, borrowed Liara's chair whenever Liara was on missions. She even napped in Nihlus' bunk when it wasn't in use by either Nihlus or Soren. It wasn't the best s

Garrus was always a glass half empty kind of guy. Maybe that's why Melanie was so interesting to him in the first place. Maybe the pessimist in him secretly craved for someone so optimistic. He would never know, and honestly it didn't matter why he met her. It only mattered that he did. He'd never really been interested in humans. They were squishy and fragile and so very strange. That's all he'd ever seen in the odd little humans. It didn't stop him from packing up his shit and moving to their Homeworld, though. A lot of different races moved to Earth. Mostly because they found humans interesting, of course. Garrus' reasoning for leaving