Kolyat must show up at Oriana's door dressed in that elf suit.
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and the “holy ice cake,” the 7/?
anonymous
December 9 2010, 06:53:22 UTC
“An elf auction?” Shepard asked, looking at the stage. “Really?“First time I've heard of it,” Garrus said distractedly, not looking at the commander but instead watching for familiar faces in the crowds milling around them. “Not what I expected, but...” he trailed off, staring at something
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latter of which hardened veterans 8/?
anonymous
December 9 2010, 06:55:30 UTC
“I don't know,” Haron admitted, “but this clown over here took the rest of my costume. One of those headdresses was supposed to be mine,” he said, pointing at a pair of antlers
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had to fight for under gruelling and 9/?
anonymous
December 9 2010, 07:13:17 UTC
Shepard had been right about Miranda being in no hurry to rejoin him. She was just finishing a polite introduction with the wife of some two-bit politician when she turned around and saw her sister.
Oriana on the other hand, was just finishing up a call to her mother, promising to be home before it got too late, when she turned around and saw her sister.
Two pairs of eyes widened in surprise, their expressions eerily similar.
“'Randa! Hey!” The younger woman called, rushing over. “What are you doing here?” she asked excitedly, stuffing too many sentences into her greeting. “I thought you'd be too busy with work. If I had known you were coming I would have invited you or something. You should have called. I never know when you're going to be on the Citadel.” The girl's voice dropped to a whisper when a thought occurred to her, “... Or is this a work thing
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frigid conditions 10/?
anonymous
December 9 2010, 07:14:50 UTC
Across the hall, Bailey was fighting the urge to roll his eyes while he spoke with Donnel Udina. Or rather, to be more accurate, was spoken at.
“Listen,” the officer said, plastering a thin smile on his face and pushing himself to his feet, “I appreciate your appearance to our event tonight, but I've got a pageant I need to run.”
“Of course, of course,” Udina said, standing back to allow the other man to pull on his large, red, fur trimmed coat. “An excellent showing you have tonight.”
“But will they pay for the show's the question,” Bailey said, throwing on a matching hat with a white pompom on the end.
Udina made a face at the costume, but if he had any opinions he kept them to himself. “Good luck, Captain,” he said diplomatically.
Bailey grunted in response as he looked for the remain pieces of his getup. When he didn't find them, he shrugged inwardly, gave the ambassador a last nod, and went to gather his men.
They had a show to host, and he was supposed to hold opening remarks apparently.
with knives strapped to the bottom of their feet. 11/?
anonymous
December 9 2010, 07:16:37 UTC
Meanwhile, backstage, Kolyat was helping out in any way that he could. What this really meant was that he and about five other confused officers were running around trying to coordinate things they didn't quite understand.
“It says 'Holly' goes next. What's a 'Holly'?” someone asked him, while they read from the illuminated list on their omnitool.
“I don't know,” Kolyat replied with slight frown, his arms full of ornaments he was supposed to do something with. “Go ask a human, this is their holiday
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You see, humans, much like krogan 12/?
anonymous
December 9 2010, 07:18:49 UTC
Outside, the patrons were beginning to get seated. The excited buzz of the crowd hushed to a murmur when a spotlight lit up Bailey's figure a he stepped onstage.
“I'd like to thank you all for coming out tonight...” the man said, starting a speech that was about as interesting as every other speech Shepard had ever heard.
The commander was nursing a drink; he'd lost track of what number he was on at this point, but smiled nevertheless when Miranda took a seat besides him.
“The costume suits him,” Miranda said, smoothing out her dress, “He looks good. Approachable for once.”
“You look good,” Shepard said with a slight slur as he gave her a friendly jab in the ribs with his elbow
( ... )
combat displays from their mother planet. 14/?
anonymous
December 9 2010, 07:24:29 UTC
After Bailey had exited stage left, Sergeant Haron was allowed to take the podium and introduce the first 'elf;' a pretty, dark skinned asari wearing a red and white knit outfit that featured a lot more pompoms than was strictly necessary
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Also, as a tangent 15/?
anonymous
December 9 2010, 07:25:49 UTC
When Kolyat's turn came to walk out onto the stage, the turian announcer introduced his as 'Kolyat Krios,' and Oriana committed the name to memory. Standing there in the spotlight, he wasn't smiling and seemed tense. She couldn't help but noticed that his hands were balled into fists at his sides again, and that he was standing rigidly, staring straight ahead. Oriana wondered if he'd ever heard that it sometimes helped to imagine people in their underwear. Almost immediately she scrapped that thought, blushing to herself and looking at her knees
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that the council quite effectively 17/?
anonymous
December 9 2010, 07:30:04 UTC
The auction wore on as C-sec members of all races were paraded down the catwalk. Shepard yawned into his fist; all these officers were starting to look the same to him. On his right, Garrus was humming under him breath to a song from his visor's audio feed. On his left, Miranda too, seemed to have lost interest in the proceedings and was now reading something or another on her datapad
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is telling you that you can take 18/?
anonymous
December 9 2010, 07:32:14 UTC
Eventually the festivities ended. Everyone for sale was sold and the happy new owners of C-sec's best (or at least most philanthropic) went to go find their new elves
( ... )
your reapers 19/?
anonymous
December 9 2010, 07:35:09 UTC
While she waited, Oriana looked around the room hoping to catch sight of her sister. Instead, she saw two officers who were coming straight at her. The girl recognized them both from the auction - a turian wearing a bunch of antlers and an asari that somehow managed to be less sexy than usual.
“You 23-14?” the turian asked, standing over her.
“Yes, I am,” Oriana said, suppressing the urge to add, And whatever it was, I didn't do it.
“Well congratulations little lady, you've just won yourself an extra pair of elves courtesy of one 'Mrs. Lawson'. Sign here please,” he said, pulling out a pen and a tablet.
“Are you sure?” Oriana asked, still a little startled.
“Check your messages, Sweetheart,” the asari said, curling a slim blue finger into her beard, “I think she might have left you one.”
“Oh. Uh. Sure, right.” Hastily, the young woman booted up her omnitool and checked her inbox. Sure enough, there was a new message waiting fore her.
I thought you might appreciate a little variety. Love, 'Randa.Oriana smiled down at the
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and shove them right back up your chimney. 20/20
anonymous
December 9 2010, 07:37:23 UTC
“I don't think he's so bad,” Oriana said with a little smile, looking up at the boy. Kolyat didn't return the look; he was too busy staring at the fascinating patterns that weren't in the wallpaper
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Kolyat must show up at Oriana's door dressed in that elf suit.
Click the original link for some inspirational images / handy visuals.
I don't usually like posting fill parts before I'm comepletely done, BUT THIS IS FOR YOU DRAWANON! Please don't lose hope in me! I'm upholding my half of the bargain. You know what to do.♥♥
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Oriana on the other hand, was just finishing up a call to her mother, promising to be home before it got too late, when she turned around and saw her sister.
Two pairs of eyes widened in surprise, their expressions eerily similar.
“'Randa! Hey!” The younger woman called, rushing over. “What are you doing here?” she asked excitedly, stuffing too many sentences into her greeting. “I thought you'd be too busy with work. If I had known you were coming I would have invited you or something. You should have called. I never know when you're going to be on the Citadel.” The girl's voice dropped to a whisper when a thought occurred to her, “... Or is this a work thing ( ... )
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Across the hall, Bailey was fighting the urge to roll his eyes while he spoke with Donnel Udina. Or rather, to be more accurate, was spoken at.
“Listen,” the officer said, plastering a thin smile on his face and pushing himself to his feet, “I appreciate your appearance to our event tonight, but I've got a pageant I need to run.”
“Of course, of course,” Udina said, standing back to allow the other man to pull on his large, red, fur trimmed coat. “An excellent showing you have tonight.”
“But will they pay for the show's the question,” Bailey said, throwing on a matching hat with a white pompom on the end.
Udina made a face at the costume, but if he had any opinions he kept them to himself. “Good luck, Captain,” he said diplomatically.
Bailey grunted in response as he looked for the remain pieces of his getup. When he didn't find them, he shrugged inwardly, gave the ambassador a last nod, and went to gather his men.
They had a show to host, and he was supposed to hold opening remarks apparently.
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“It says 'Holly' goes next. What's a 'Holly'?” someone asked him, while they read from the illuminated list on their omnitool.
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“I'd like to thank you all for coming out tonight...” the man said, starting a speech that was about as interesting as every other speech Shepard had ever heard.
The commander was nursing a drink; he'd lost track of what number he was on at this point, but smiled nevertheless when Miranda took a seat besides him.
“The costume suits him,” Miranda said, smoothing out her dress, “He looks good. Approachable for once.”
“You look good,” Shepard said with a slight slur as he gave her a friendly jab in the ribs with his elbow ( ... )
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“You 23-14?” the turian asked, standing over her.
“Yes, I am,” Oriana said, suppressing the urge to add, And whatever it was, I didn't do it.
“Well congratulations little lady, you've just won yourself an extra pair of elves courtesy of one 'Mrs. Lawson'. Sign here please,” he said, pulling out a pen and a tablet.
“Are you sure?” Oriana asked, still a little startled.
“Check your messages, Sweetheart,” the asari said, curling a slim blue finger into her beard, “I think she might have left you one.”
“Oh. Uh. Sure, right.” Hastily, the young woman booted up her omnitool and checked her inbox. Sure enough, there was a new message waiting fore her.
I thought you might appreciate a little variety.
Love, 'Randa.Oriana smiled down at the ( ... )
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OH MY GOD
Author anon you have made my week. This was so funny I think I fell off my chair laughing.
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