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[personal profile] averagemedium 2014-12-20 01:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh really.

[He can't help it, Garrus walked right into that one- it's partly under his breath though, juuust loud enough to be heard.]

I know I'm light, that's not my point here. My point--

[Ryan is often a poor actor, but that's when he's trying to hide things. This is more an embellishment-- looking up at Garrus from where his head rests against the turian, chin tilted down slightly for better effect, eyes more heavily lidded in an almost sleepy-looking way. Yes, Garrus is basically getting the puppy eyes here, and he's not half bad at this when he isn't entirely faking it.]

--is that it'd be rude.
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[personal profile] rocknrollrefugee 2014-12-20 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's... barely recovered, honestly. Hanna made the brilliant decision of trying a fourth time for the sake of her brother and herself, and it went as well as you'd think it would.

Sauntering over to Garrus, she grins a little at the drinks.]


You're ready, huh?

[The grin doesn't mask the overall exhaustion. Waking up hours later from a blackout does that.]
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[personal profile] potaters 2014-12-20 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
FROM: braus.sasha@cdc.org

Thank you.
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[personal profile] rocknrollrefugee 2014-12-21 07:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Slowly, she takes a seat next to him. She's drained, yet it's not the same sort of exhaustion she'd expect from her fires wearing her out.

It's mental as well.]


Yeah. [She sniffles a little.] I need to talk to someone a little more level-headed than D'Artagnan anyway. And someone who wasn't trying to actively kill me in the Black Box.

[Not that D'Artagnan wasn't level-headed, it was just that he's as rash as she is at times. Garrus? Not so much.]
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[personal profile] 117 2014-12-21 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
FROM: 117@cdc.org
We only have two implants in the back of our skulls: one for friend or foe tags and one it for Cortana.

FROM: 117@cdc.org
She's inside of me.
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[personal profile] keelahselai 2014-12-21 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
FROM: vasneema.talizorah@cdc.org

Great. I'll contact him... maybe when we're not investigating murders. But at some point.

FROM: vasneema.talizorah@cdc.org

I don't even know what to say to all that. I've been sitting here writing and deleting replies for 5 minutes.

FROM: vasneema.talizorah@cdc.org

Things are really about to fall apart, huh?
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[personal profile] lespedeza 2014-12-21 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, Garrus.

It's his kindness that makes her heart hurt the most, but at least it gets a watery smile out of her. She sniffs, pulls her sleeves over her hands and wipes her eyes. Picks herself up and heads over to Garrus' room, where she doesn't waste any time pulling him into a tight hug. ]


Thanks, Garrus.
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[personal profile] averagemedium 2014-12-22 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
Then it's just revenge for you two cheating! ...but okay, okay, I'm done.

[Not like he could have kept it up anyway, with the grin threatening to ruin that expression-- it's amused at first, but quickly softens as he lets his eyes slide shut. Fun as the teasing is, he wasn't lying about the comfort. Even if Garrus is right about the fact that he's not terribly soft, it's less about physical enjoyment and more about the closeness and contact; it's just nice, in a way that curling up against blankets and pillows doesn't really match.]

I don't make a habit of using that against anyone, promise.
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day 74

[personal profile] crouton 2014-12-22 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
[In the midst of all the chaos, he's forgotten that he meant to contact a certain Turian in regards to a certain thing.]

FROM: crichton.john@cdc.org

We need to talk when you get a minute.
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[personal profile] crouton 2014-12-22 07:45 am (UTC)(link)
FROM: crichton.john@cdc.org

Works for me.


FROM: crichton.john@cdc.org

Do me a favor and chase off your many admirers before I get there. ;)


[And that will be the last message John sends before he heads toward the safe zone. He'd never spent a long time in there because it was hard to think with all the noise, not to mention the fact that it made him feel much like a cow being herded for slaughter.

But Garrus seems like a good prospect for information, if anything Shepard told him was true. He's come to trust her word a little more these days.]
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[personal profile] crouton 2014-12-22 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't answer right away -- he glances around the roo mto take stock of everyone who is there before focusing on the much taller alien in front of him.]

No. Here is fine.

[There was more to focus on in a large area, enough noise that people would ignore two more people talking in a corner. He gestures to pull away from the doorway a bit and props himself up against a wall once he's comfortable.]

Saw you been busy. How you doin' with all this insanity, big fella?
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[personal profile] crouton 2014-12-22 09:08 am (UTC)(link)
[The comment about grey gets a scoff, one that may or may not be slightly sardonic. It definitely has a 'lets not talk about it' implication to go along with it.]

Actually, I might have something for you to do. Depends how much you trust me.

[This is the part where John folds his arms across his chest and lowers his voice a bit, reaching up only to scratch at the meager stubble on his face.]

Shepard told me you were a cop in a past life.