After Horizon | By : logsig123 Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 5502 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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It’s hard work, avoiding Shepard on his own ship. Of course, Tali asked me what I was up to; I told her I was hiding from Shepard and she gave me a look, but let it go. Dextro solidarity counts for something, I guess. She’s been busy with some project of her own anyway. I’m sure others have noticed my behavior, but no-one else really questions what I do, so I don’t have to make up excuses. The problem is Shepard. Shepard is everywhere. He doesn’t have a fixed schedule. He sleeps odd hours. Sometimes he just wanders randomly around the ship, talking to people. I’ve had to repurpose some of Cerberus’ bugs just so I can keep track of his whereabouts. The irony of this is not lost on me.
On some level, maybe, it’s a game, this childish playing at hide-and-seek. But mostly it’s me trying to avoid that presence. Those eyes. Trying to hold back the moment when I have to face the fact that there is something seriously fucked up going on in my head. I don’t want to deal with that. There is too much other shit on my plate. Ten deaths to be avenged, for one. Today the message I’ve been waiting for finally came through. No more hiding now—it’s time for killing. I need Shepard’s permission and his help to get at Sidonis. Shepard’s planetside now, doing something about Taylor’s long-lost father. Family trouble. It brings down morale, distracts from the mission. Best to get it out of the way. I’ve noticed that Lawson’s been a lot less of a bitch since she got her sister squared. I left a message with Chambers earlier, saying that I need to talk to him whenever he has time. And so now I’m sitting in the main battery, waiting. My weapons and armor are clean and ready to go. And despite what I’ve been telling Shepard, the main guns have been calibrated perfectly for days. Nothing to do but wait. My omnitool beeps: one of my hacked audio bugs is reporting in. I bring up the video feed from the camera hidden above the galaxy map. The back of Shepard’s head comes into view. Chambers is saying something: “… in the forward battery.” Shepard nods and moves towards the elevator. I turn off the feed and go stand in front of the control console so I can pretend to be doing something. “Garrus. You wanted to see me?” I turn around. His expression is open, alert, concerned. I tell him about my squad, about Sidonis. What he did. What I have to do. I ask Shepard for his help. He agrees. I never doubted he would.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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