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[personal profile] boneitis 2015-05-07 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
CALLING: MOREAU, JEFFREY

[You better fuckin' pick up, Vakarian, or else he will spam call your ass, do not test him.]

[And when he does:]


What in the actual fuck?
Edited 2015-05-07 05:21 (UTC)
boneitis: (Bear it all broken just to fill my cup)

[personal profile] boneitis 2015-05-07 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
So, what, they're just punishing you arbitrarily? And who the fuck tortures their personnel when a mission doesn't go down right?

[It's mostly a rhetorical question-- clearly the CDC does-- but still. What the fuck.]

I know you two aren't idiots, you can run a recon mission in your freakin' sleep, but-- shit. There's nothing you can do to stop it, is there?

[He wants to talk to Shepard, because the default response when shit goes down is to make it Shepard's problem too, but landing himself in hot water for nothing doesn't help anybody. Which means all he can do is sit there and wait until it happens and hope that no one dies or anything.]
boneitis: (Looking into the heart of light)

[personal profile] boneitis 2015-05-07 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
[He knows the answer to the question, that's not why he asked it-- it's because he hates this stupid helpless feeling when something's wrong and he doesn't know how to fix it. He could play up being a grumpy smartass all he wants, but this is his crew. He cares, even when he doesn't show it.]

I want something to do that isn't sitting on my ass, Vakarian. What were you expecting, for me to just be cool with this shit?

[He wants to help, even if there isn't any way that he actually can.]
catbearded: i die a little more inside. (knowing that you're far,far away)

( DAY 119 | whenever. )

[personal profile] catbearded 2015-05-07 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
FROM: kaburagi.kotetsu@cdc.org

hey. how are you holding up?
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catbearded: we’re empty inside (pic#7811564)

[personal profile] catbearded 2015-05-07 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
FROM: kaburagi.kotetsu@cdc.org

so i'd take it youre doing okay if your sarcasm's intact.


[ level up in sarcasm detection! this is what he gets for hanging out with so many people who speak sarcasm. 8( ]
vengeance_driven: pb (►►tycoon13)

[personal profile] vengeance_driven 2015-05-07 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
I guess not. Even if I've seen much worse.

[He frowns to himself.] Should I leave you to rest? You've been through some shit today. Or if you want a good story, I could tell you what happened to the last asshole I work for.

It might be good to hear.
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[personal profile] boneitis 2015-05-07 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
Fuck.

[It's one thing to not trust the CDC and think that they'll go back on all their promises to keep their homeworlds safe, but it's a whole different can of bullshit to actually torture your own personnel, even if it's only for thirty seconds. The former, Joker expected; the latter, not so much.]

Just... ping me later or something, okay?
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[personal profile] catbearded 2015-05-07 08:15 am (UTC)(link)
FROM: kaburagi.kotetsu@cdc.org

no. but everyones alive, sometimes thats enough for some

FROM: kaburagi.kotetsu@cdc.org

but that doesnt make any of this okay, and i know that.

[personal profile] gottacatch 2015-05-07 12:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Red pauses, considering a moment how to sound more reassuring so not to put any concern on himself. But what is there to say?

He'll have to take Garrus's word on taking his word. ]


FROM: red@cdc.org

dont know i havent seen him but he isnt going to be happy. he might be on guard around green for a while but thats just a guess. he cares about green a lot.
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[personal profile] lyingheart 2015-05-07 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
That you have too much time on your hands?

[ Glib as that answer may be, she's not unaware that usually flowers are a sign of affection. Less so anything starkly romantic in her mind - though it has that association, too, pretty things as markers for precious relationships - but children might gather wildflowers in the field and proudly present them to parents when otherwise they should have been gathering wood. Or practicing. Or being productive little people in some form.

She picks out two of the flowers, holding the stems up and starting to weave them together. It's the work from the Khitlasi camp that reminds her of this; it's been years, and she'd never been good at it. She doesn't say anything to Garrus because she's trying to refamiliarize.
]

Enthusiastic, isn't it.

[ This whole planet is weird. How much longer is it going to be "allowed" to exist? (Talk about god complexes. It'd been bad enough confined to one world - making it universal is a great example of company-sized hubris. She wonders how often it ends poorly for the CDC. Frankly... she remembers the refugees in Selena. The ones who were responsible for the show in the night sky.) ]

Things only need to mean as much as you want them to mean. For example... [ she holds up her two woven floors, picking a third out of the pile ] ... "this can be made with only what it provides you."

[ Connections build, link by link. The strength is in those links and the chain as a whole, but it depends on each individual. ]
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[personal profile] 2leftfeet 2015-05-07 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
FROM: shepard.lydia@cdc.org

Will do


FROM: shepard.lydia@cdc.org

And I'm good. Do you need me for anything?


[It doesn't - or shouldn't - really read like a break in this stupid charade they're putting on, but it's a real question.]
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[personal profile] 2leftfeet 2015-05-07 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Garrus.

[She rocks forward from heel to toe, weight shifting like a visual cue that she's shifting gears from 'stationary' to 'on the move.' She doesn't really stick around - falling into an even, if imperceptibly shortened, stride the moment he reaches her and making for the nearby treeline.]

You can stop worrying; I'm not going vegetarian any time soon. [The CDC can force her to do all kinds of shit, but that's one line she's not gonna cross.] You're here to help me catch mushrooms. --And huskberries, if you see any apparently.

[It's idle conversation at best, light for all its avoidance just like she's making a point not to look too hard at Garrus's shortened stride or listen too carefully to the ragged undertones of his subharmonics. Common courtesy.]
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[personal profile] keelahselai 2015-05-07 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
My priority is Rannoch. [She knows Garrus is trying to help, knows he means well and that every part of him must be raging against this just as she is. But she's not him. She has her own blacks and whites, and they're not necessarily like his.] None of my people have to do this while I'm here. None of them have to deal with this. Because I'm doing it for them.

[She grabs for the curtain rail over her bunk and stands with difficulty - but she wants to look him full in the face for this.]

I'm a quarian. If I have to break for the Migrant Fleet, I'll do it. If I have to give up who I am, I'll do it. [The last words blurt out before she can even stop them, before she can think them. They're low, and intense, and the very sound of them surprises her.]

And if I have to destroy planets for them, I'll do it.

[She has to look down then, look away from his face. She's afraid, suddenly, of what she'll see there.]