Garrus Vakarian (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
forgivetheinsubordination) wrote2037-04-27 09:49 pm
forgivetheinsubordination) wrote2037-04-27 09:49 pm
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IC Contact - Consignment
vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
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vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
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You insulted my jokes and said he's crazy for liking them and that he might run.
Then again.
He might. So you might not be wrong there.
Then again.
He might. So you might not be wrong there.
[ Steve lifts his glass with a slight cant of his head. ] To looking out for our crew.
[ They're all in this together, one way or another. He hasn't yet heard about the incident with Optimus.
After that he takes a drink and sets the pint back down on the table. ] Armada said we've got seven days out here. Any plans?
[ He has approximately zero of the R&R variety. More interested in what they've stopped here for. Maybe just resupplies. ]
[ They're all in this together, one way or another. He hasn't yet heard about the incident with Optimus.
After that he takes a drink and sets the pint back down on the table. ] Armada said we've got seven days out here. Any plans?
[ He has approximately zero of the R&R variety. More interested in what they've stopped here for. Maybe just resupplies. ]
One at a time, then.
[Firmly, for his own benefit more than Garrus'. Secret isn't really the right word, but they aren't attachments he'd feel comfortable reading, much less letting anyone else read.]
They're-- private. As much as things can be, with this. [He taps the screen of the blackglass somewhat more forcefully than necessary.] I'll do it the long way, to be sure. Thanks.
[Firmly, for his own benefit more than Garrus'. Secret isn't really the right word, but they aren't attachments he'd feel comfortable reading, much less letting anyone else read.]
They're-- private. As much as things can be, with this. [He taps the screen of the blackglass somewhat more forcefully than necessary.] I'll do it the long way, to be sure. Thanks.
You're welcome.
[He straightens, preparing to go, and then stops and looks back at Anders.]
They can read anything on there. I've had one of the instructors suddenly in a conversation I had going on. Just... something to be aware of, yeah? And if you've got any other questions, I'm around.
[He straightens, preparing to go, and then stops and looks back at Anders.]
They can read anything on there. I've had one of the instructors suddenly in a conversation I had going on. Just... something to be aware of, yeah? And if you've got any other questions, I'm around.
FROM: 11.november@cdc.org
How right you are.
FROM: 11.november@cdc.org
Perhaps that should be categorised under slang > foul epithets? Anything that pisses Miss Gliese off into incoherence is best to be used sparingly, I would think.
FROM: 11.november@cdc.org
Though you do know what else we may encounter, if shore leave is indeed the case?
How right you are.
FROM: 11.november@cdc.org
Perhaps that should be categorised under slang > foul epithets? Anything that pisses Miss Gliese off into incoherence is best to be used sparingly, I would think.
FROM: 11.november@cdc.org
Though you do know what else we may encounter, if shore leave is indeed the case?
I know.
[He doesn't understand how, maybe, but he's very familiar with the idea of having his correspondence read by people in power over him.]
Nothing sensitive, don't worry. Just... letters for a friend. [A friend who can't send them, anymore.] I'll let you know if I run into any trouble.
[He doesn't understand how, maybe, but he's very familiar with the idea of having his correspondence read by people in power over him.]
Nothing sensitive, don't worry. Just... letters for a friend. [A friend who can't send them, anymore.] I'll let you know if I run into any trouble.
All right. Good luck with that.
[And then with a nod, unless Anders stops him, Garrus will be ducking out of Medical.]
[And then with a nod, unless Anders stops him, Garrus will be ducking out of Medical.]
[He joins in the drink before answering.]
Seven days is a lot of days. More than I really know what to do with. But I'm probably gonna take a look at the museum. Don't expect I'm going to find anything, but...
[Garrus chuckles, shakes his head.]
Maybe the holes will tell me something. Anything. I've got a squad and I'm flying mostly blind here. Could really use figuring some of this place out.
Seven days is a lot of days. More than I really know what to do with. But I'm probably gonna take a look at the museum. Don't expect I'm going to find anything, but...
[Garrus chuckles, shakes his head.]
Maybe the holes will tell me something. Anything. I've got a squad and I'm flying mostly blind here. Could really use figuring some of this place out.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
What I've heard is it's the same system as Honey comes from, the security girl. You can't have missed her. I was starting to wish I had earmuffs after dealing with her.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
Point is, everything's fast. The people, their tech, and they like to show off. Guessing we'll have time to see the sights, do the events... maybe find some rope.
What I've heard is it's the same system as Honey comes from, the security girl. You can't have missed her. I was starting to wish I had earmuffs after dealing with her.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
Point is, everything's fast. The people, their tech, and they like to show off. Guessing we'll have time to see the sights, do the events... maybe find some rope.
[Guess who has mandibles and will be receiving a bottle of some high-class, expensive brandy from Tony Stark? Complete with a handwritten note that says: "thanks for looking out for my lifeless body."]
[ Left outside his door (in an innocuous bag, because god knows there's probably a bajillion boozehounds on the ship) is two bottles of nice red wine. One dextro, and one not.
Beneath one is a note; he'd gotten used to fancy gadgets and texting, but there's no harm in being a little low-tech sometimes:
I hear wine's romantic. Just don't get the bottles mixed up.
-Jean
Further down the page in a more hasty scrawl, like it was added after some deliberation: Thanks for having my back. I'll become someone you can depend on too. ]
Beneath one is a note; he'd gotten used to fancy gadgets and texting, but there's no harm in being a little low-tech sometimes:
I hear wine's romantic. Just don't get the bottles mixed up.
-Jean
Further down the page in a more hasty scrawl, like it was added after some deliberation: Thanks for having my back. I'll become someone you can depend on too. ]
FROM: 11.november@cdc.org
I've seen her around a bit. Nothing direct, however. Is it the tonal range or the speed at which she speaks that's the earmuff trigger?Or both?
FROM: 11.november@cdc.org
I was going to suggest those tiny but dangerous drink umbrellas. But rope is good too.
I've seen her around a bit. Nothing direct, however. Is it the tonal range or the speed at which she speaks that's the earmuff trigger?Or both?
FROM: 11.november@cdc.org
I was going to suggest those tiny but dangerous drink umbrellas. But rope is good too.
[Garrus finds the bottles, shakes his head, pleased and amused both, and brings them in. Shortly thereafter, he's knocking on Jean's room's door with a small item in hand.]
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
...help me find drink umbrellas. You know you wanna do this.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
And it's the speed. And how she doesn't stop. She just goes on and on.
...help me find drink umbrellas. You know you wanna do this.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
And it's the speed. And how she doesn't stop. She just goes on and on.
[On his bed, he'll find a note in a quite nice, all-caps handwriting:]
IOU: FREE SPACE HEATER TIME
[Should be obvious enough who this is from, right?]
IOU: FREE SPACE HEATER TIME
[Should be obvious enough who this is from, right?]
Edited 2014-12-02 04:39 (UTC)
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
I'm gonna take you up on that, just so you're aware.
I'm gonna take you up on that, just so you're aware.
FROM: talbot.hanna@cdc.org
Hey I gotta make myself useful somehow right?
Hey I gotta make myself useful somehow right?
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
You don't have to be useful for people to want to keep you around. You just have to be a friend.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
Granted, not about to complain about the warmth or the use, though.
You don't have to be useful for people to want to keep you around. You just have to be a friend.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
Granted, not about to complain about the warmth or the use, though.
One sec!
[ Except Piper's nudging the door open with her forehead first. Garrus has been around enough that she recognizesa fellow spacecat him, tail swishing behind her as she clears the doorway.
Meanwhile, Jean's... still got shaving cream on half his face when he glances out of the bathroom. Making good use of his purchases, obviously. ] Garrus—? What's up?
[ Except Piper's nudging the door open with her forehead first. Garrus has been around enough that she recognizes
Meanwhile, Jean's... still got shaving cream on half his face when he glances out of the bathroom. Making good use of his purchases, obviously. ] Garrus—? What's up?
[ He nods, having thought the same about both the length of time and checking things out. ]
Well, we knew before that the CDC's business wasn't just in destruction. [ Lusania was a defense job, and given all the redactions on that file he got the feeling there was something specific the company wanted from that planet. He taps his glass with his fingers. ] I guess they've also got their hands in... pricey condominiums. And trade ports.
[ For whatever the hell they trade in outside of world-destroying. ]
Well, we knew before that the CDC's business wasn't just in destruction. [ Lusania was a defense job, and given all the redactions on that file he got the feeling there was something specific the company wanted from that planet. He taps his glass with his fingers. ] I guess they've also got their hands in... pricey condominiums. And trade ports.
[ For whatever the hell they trade in outside of world-destroying. ]
[She doesn't know when she can joke around the captains anymore. Her comments turn serious too often.]
FROM: talbot.hanna@cdc.org
Being a walking fireball isn't too bad sometimes.
FROM: talbot.hanna@cdc.org
Being a walking fireball isn't too bad sometimes.
Hey, Piper.
[Garrus reaches over to gently rub her head before looking up at Jean. Who is currently wearing what looks to be the stuff humans put on pie.]
Uh. You've got...
[He gestures at his own face.]
I brought something over, but you might wanna take care of that first.
[Garrus reaches over to gently rub her head before looking up at Jean. Who is currently wearing what looks to be the stuff humans put on pie.]
Uh. You've got...
[He gestures at his own face.]
I brought something over, but you might wanna take care of that first.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
I'm glad to read that. Really hoping we get a warmer planet this time, though. If we get two ice planets in a row I'm... going to do nothing but be annoyed, because that's really a threat.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
Even if it is warmer, though, betting it'll still have cooler times.
I'm glad to read that. Really hoping we get a warmer planet this time, though. If we get two ice planets in a row I'm... going to do nothing but be annoyed, because that's really a threat.
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
Even if it is warmer, though, betting it'll still have cooler times.
Makes it interesting, doesn't it. A corporation dabbling in that much. A lot of money goes into the ships, obviously. I'm wondering if more, though, goes into tech. Teleportation. Bringing people back to life. Animating the skeletons, however long it lasts.
[Either they pay to develop it, or they pay to purchase it. Garrus leans toward develop. It's safer, that way. Exclusive. And if Solus is still alive, it could be where he got transferred to. That, though, is too optimistic for Garrus, and he needs to focus on here and now.]
Wondering if they're in some sort of tech race. They've got enemies. Maybe they're all working toward the next big development to try to take each other out. Definitely not a promising prospect.
[Either they pay to develop it, or they pay to purchase it. Garrus leans toward develop. It's safer, that way. Exclusive. And if Solus is still alive, it could be where he got transferred to. That, though, is too optimistic for Garrus, and he needs to focus on here and now.]
Wondering if they're in some sort of tech race. They've got enemies. Maybe they're all working toward the next big development to try to take each other out. Definitely not a promising prospect.
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