The Admiral's Pleasure | By : Tanwen Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 7760 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“I know what you are doing, Tali’Zorah.”
Tali’s fingers halted above the haptic interface of her omni-tool before she could complete the gesture. She felt panic rising in her chest. There was no way that EDI meant what Tali thought she meant. There were any number of things that the nosy AI could be talking about.
No. Denial was a luxury she could not afford.
“I’m doing my job,” Tali replied. The indignant tone was easy to come by. She had never fully trusted the AI, despite Shepard and Joker’s certainty that EDI was friendly and on their side. Ancestors, she’d trusted Legion more than EDI, which should have felt wrong. Her fingers touched the omni-tool and she began tapping out a series of commands. “It sounds like you have a problem with that.”
“My problem is not with your job, Tali.” The AI’s smooth voice made it hard to tell what she was actually thinking. “My problem is with your activities off the job. Specifically with regards to Specialist Trayor.”
Bosh’tet. How had EDI picked up on what she was doing? No time to consider it now. Tali didn’t bother responding, putting all of her concentration into the commands she was tapping out. She had to move quickly, before EDI realized what was happening and moved to block her.
“I do not know if I am the only one who has noticed the change. Regardless, I feel compelled to act upon it.” EDI sounded regretful now. “You are Shepard’s friend. She trusts you. You are part of my crew. If you stop what you are doing, I will not tell anyone what I observed.”
“I won’t be doing that,” Tali said without looking up. “I’ve put too much effort into this.”
“Then I must alert Shepard.”
“And you won’t be doing that.” Tali finished the sequence. Just in time.
There was a long silence. So long that Tali began to doubt herself. Then…
“What may I do for you, Tali’Zorah vas Normandy?”
Tali smiled. Things were going to be so much easier from now on.
6 weeks earlier
Samantha Traynor would always remember the moment that things changed between herself and Tali’Zorah vas Normandy.
It had started out as an ordinary evening, with Sam and Tali just two of the people pouring over the latest batch of Alliance intel. There was a comfortable rhythm to these sessions. Sam would start by telling them what her first impression was, Ayira Shepard would add context based on her latest mission, and then the other members of the crew would start chiming in.
Shepard’s willingness to let Sam take the lead in these sessions had led to a serious case of hero-worship mixed with a hopeless crush. Shepard’s relationship with Liara T’Soni was as famous as it was complicated, and Sam had listened to her better judgement and kept her distance while that was getting figured out.
When the dust had settled and Liara was back in Shepard’s bed, Sam had regretfully started letting go of her fantasies about Shepard. She’d thrown herself into her work, becoming the last one to get to bed and the first one to get up. If she was tired - if she was always busy - she didn’t have time to feel hurt.
That night, as she watched Shepard all but carry Liara out, the Spectre’s insistence that they both needed their sleep mingled with the asari’s protests that Shepard didn’t need to be so rough about it, all Sam felt was a kind of dull ache where the pain used to be.
“Traynor,” Tali said. Sam jumped, not having noticed that the quarian engineer had moved next to her. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.”
“No, no, it’s fine,” Sam replied, sighing. “Was there something you wanted?”
Tali laid a hand on Sam’s arm, and she swore she felt something strong and electric from that simple gesture. Startled, Sam looked up into Tali’s mask, her cheeks reddening.
“Only to tell you that you’re doing a good job,” Tali said. Sam felt it again, that warm spark, starting from her shoulders, cascading through her entire body. Her mouth parted in what felt like a foolish grin.
“I - thanks,” Sam said, trying to get a hold of that rather unexpected and strong sensation.
“I just want to make sure you know that,” Tali continued. Her hand was still on Sam’s arm, but Sam felt no urge to pull away. “It’s been a pleasure working with you.”
Sam dropped her head and gave a weary laugh. “Guess I did need to hear that,” she said. The warmth from Tali’s words, Tali’s touch, pulsed inside her. When did pleasure become a foreign concept? It was an odd, somewhat incongruous thought to have - but it was there.
Tali withdrew her hand, and Sam tried not to feel disappointed. There was no need to read anything more into it than a friendly gesture between colleagues. “Try to get some rest. You won’t be any good to anyone if you have a breakdown.”
“I’ll try,” Sam said, nodding, and watching Tali leave with more focus than she’d thought she possessed. At some point, everyone else had cleared out of the room, leaving Sam alone for a few moments. She thought about trying to work out what had just happened, and then abandoned that idea in favor of heading for her bed.
Her last thought before going to sleep was I wonder what Tali’s face looks like.
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