Sparatus/mistress, feels?
anonymous
May 23 2013, 13:00:31 UTC
So we all know from Lair of the Shadow Broker that the turian councillor has a mistress. Because I'm a goody-two-shoes and always save the Council, that's Sparatus, in my head. A!A is welcome to change that if they like.
So I was wondering ...
What's this lady like? Is she a turian or is she from another species? Why does he have a mistress anyway - is his relationship with his wife unhappy? Is his wife totally a-okay with this? Are mistresses/secondary sexual partners a Thing in turian culture, or a taboo? Also, why is she moving to a larger house? Is she moving in with Sparatus? Does she just want a bigger house? Is she someone important? Is there a kid involved? :o
so many questions. I leave it in your capable hands, anons. :D
Re: Sparatus/mistress, feels?
anonymous
May 24 2013, 06:16:54 UTC
OP would not mind at all! In fact, I would be very curious as to what potential a!a has in mind, since I've enjoyed Hannah/Sparatus fills in the past, and this honestly didn't even cross my mind.
OP could even see Hannah being either the wife or the mistress in the case of this fill ... either of which would be equally fascinating ... ooh, potential-a!a, you have me all excited now.
Hannah Shepard didn’t think manors on the Citadel came this big. Her and Mark’s house on Earth had been smaller than the living room, the master bedroom dwarfed the four-poster bed inside, and the tub in the bathroom was large enough to teach a child to swim. After her bath, water rolled down her skin as she pulled on her dressing gown. She passed a fountain in the hallway and frowned at it
( ... )
“You’re feeling guilty about something.” Hannah gave him her sternest frown. “Spill it.”
“It’s a gift,” he said too quickly.
“Spara. What have you done?”
Spara lowered his eyes, then. “You know I can’t talk about work.”
Oh, wow. “You must really have fucked over humanity in the latest treaty if you’re giving me a mansion.”
“Hannah.”
Humans had a saying - a picture means a thousand words. Sparatus said her name, and it could mean a thousand things. Hannah had loved deciphering the meanings over the years, using context and tone of voice to establish a dictionary in her mind where Hannah meant everything from I love you to fucking stop that already or I am going to fuck you senseless. Right now, from the way he didn’t meet her eyes, from the timid tone of his voice, she knew her name meant, please, don’t be like thisAnd she heard something else in there, too
( ... )
“You were in the process of moving in before she was arrested,” Spara said, guiltily. “In fact, as soon as you’re off leave, I’m sure you’ll find out about it.” Then his shoulders crumpled and he looked down again, sighing. “In fact, all you have to do is check the vids.”
“Spara. Tell me - “
Sparatus sighed again. “Your daughter blew up a mass relay.”
Silence.
Hannah said, “What?”
“I said, she blew up a mass relay.”
“A… mass relay.”
“Yes.”
More silence.
“You mean, as in those things that send ships all over the galaxy?”
“Yes.”
“That are supposed to be indestructible?”
“Unless you throw a meteor at it.” Spara, with his dry, morbid humour. The two of them were a pair of sick fucks.
“So she didn’t even blow it up by accident?” Her heart seized in her chest. “Wait, I thought they’d destroy an entire system if they ever - “
Spara watched her.
Hannah stared back.
“Christ.” Hannah held her head in her hands. “Christ. Christ. Jesus fuck“Three hundred thousand batarians are dead.” She heard Spara scrape his desk with his
( ... )
“I never contacted her because she was an adult,” Hannah said. Fuck, her voice was choked with tears. “Because she was twenty nine. She’d had all those years to find me, but she never looked for me. If she’d wanted anything to do with me, she would have. She didn’t want anything to do with me, Spara. I tore Earth apart looking for her, but… she grew up without me. She was a Spectre. I’d have just looked like a leech, someone who didn’t give a fuck until she became famous. What was the point?”
Then she’d died. And Hannah had felt even more like a bitch because her death had made her feel relieved. Oh, except it turned out Shepard had faked her death or something so she could run away to help Cerberus, or whatever. That pilot had seen her get spaced, though, so Hannah wasn’t even sure what the hell had happened there.
“Hannah.” Please be okay. Hannah looked up to see Spara watching her, his gaze so tender she couldn’t help but smile. She was the only one who got to see that look. As a politician, even Hannah thought he was unbearable
( ... )
“You think this is a Cerberus terrorist attack?” Hannah looked back to the screen.
“That’s where it gets worse,” said Sparatus. “The Alliance claims that Shepard wasn’t part of Cerberus anymore when she did it.”
“Which would make it…” Oh. Fuck. This was why Spara was so upset; it wasn’t the blown up relay, it wasn’t Cerberus, it was…
“Which would make it an Alliance attack,” said Sparatus. “Udina’s denying she was a part of the Alliance when it took place, and there’s rumours…” He shook his head. “You know I can’t tell you.”
Rumours, he said. What he really meant was we have spies giving us intel. They both had spies in each other’s military, and they both knew it.
“Spara. You know I’d never tell them what you tell me.”
“I…”
“Spara“Hannah.” He sighed. He composed himself. Laced his fingers together, rested his chin on them. “The Alliance is keeping us in the dark. Anderson is going to resign any day now, I’m sure. There’s rumours Shepard was in the destroyed on Alliance orders. Udina fends us off like we’re an enemy, and I don’
( ... )
“So where’s the evidence?” Hannah turned up her palms.
“Conveniently destroyed with the system.” Sparatus snorted. “Are you surprised? I’m not.”
Hannah snarled and threw her hands up in the air. She stormed out of her chair, started pacing the room. The webcam’s head followed her, keeping her in Spara’s view. “Is she fucking incompetent“Hannah, I’ll be frank,” said Sparatus. “When it comes to Spectres, she’s one of the worst we’ve had so far. If it weren’t for the fact she was the first human Spectre and she’s somehow seen as a hero for what she did during the Geth attack, she’d been kicked out a long time ago. Spirits know why she’s hailed as a hero for that, Hannah, all she did was clean up her own mess. She should have been held responsible for failure to apprehend Saren as she was ordered to, held responsible for all the deaths in the Citadel she did not prevent. If anything, the Alliance paid the price for her incompetence by sacrificing human lives to save the Citadel, but they still worship
( ... )
And some people wondered why Sparatus hated the Alliance. Hannah slammed two fists on the desk. “So they think there’s a fucking apocalypse coming and they hide the proof? What the fuck is wrong with them?” She held her head in her hands. Took a shuddering breath. “Thirty years in the galactic community and we’ve already fucked ourselves and everyone over.”
“Humanity is impossible to work with.” Sparatus sighed. “How can they expect us to take action if they won’t give us this proof? Do they really expect us to rally all the fleets just because they say so
( ... )
If he looked tired over the comm link, he looked worse when he came home. His mandibles were tense with fatigue, and when she stepped closer he took her in an embrace that was too tight, too desperate.
She returned it, and buried her face in his neck and cowl. She took in his scent, so alien and yet so familiar. Her grip on him tightened. She felt him hide his face in her hair. One hand ran down her spine, soothing, although whether it was meant to soothe her or him she couldn’t tell.
“I’m sorry, Hannah,” he croaked.
“I’m sorry,” she answered. So many what ifs? ran through her head. What if the police had been able to find her children? What if she’d gotten back in touch with the Commander and not let her fear hold her back? What if she’d tried harder to find her
( ... )
Thank you, OP, for this wonderful prompt. I apologise if it was not what you were looking for, it kind of veered in this direction by itself. I've always been fascinated by the potential interactions between Hannah and Sparatus, and how being involved with the turian Councillor would colour Hannah's views of her own daughter.
(That, and I really did not see the Council turning a blind eye to a mass relay blowing up when they don't believe in the Reapers.)
So I was wondering ...
What's this lady like? Is she a turian or is she from another species? Why does he have a mistress anyway - is his relationship with his wife unhappy? Is his wife totally a-okay with this? Are mistresses/secondary sexual partners a Thing in turian culture, or a taboo? Also, why is she moving to a larger house? Is she moving in with Sparatus? Does she just want a bigger house? Is she someone important? Is there a kid involved? :o
so many questions. I leave it in your capable hands, anons. :D
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OP could even see Hannah being either the wife or the mistress in the case of this fill ... either of which would be equally fascinating ... ooh, potential-a!a, you have me all excited now.
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I have a first draft down, I'll let it sit a couple of days then edit and share!
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“It’s a gift,” he said too quickly.
“Spara. What have you done?”
Spara lowered his eyes, then. “You know I can’t talk about work.”
Oh, wow. “You must really have fucked over humanity in the latest treaty if you’re giving me a mansion.”
“Hannah.”
Humans had a saying - a picture means a thousand words. Sparatus said her name, and it could mean a thousand things. Hannah had loved deciphering the meanings over the years, using context and tone of voice to establish a dictionary in her mind where Hannah meant everything from I love you to fucking stop that already or I am going to fuck you senseless. Right now, from the way he didn’t meet her eyes, from the timid tone of his voice, she knew her name meant, please, don’t be like thisAnd she heard something else in there, too ( ... )
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“Spara. Tell me - “
Sparatus sighed again. “Your daughter blew up a mass relay.”
Silence.
Hannah said, “What?”
“I said, she blew up a mass relay.”
“A… mass relay.”
“Yes.”
More silence.
“You mean, as in those things that send ships all over the galaxy?”
“Yes.”
“That are supposed to be indestructible?”
“Unless you throw a meteor at it.” Spara, with his dry, morbid humour. The two of them were a pair of sick fucks.
“So she didn’t even blow it up by accident?” Her heart seized in her chest. “Wait, I thought they’d destroy an entire system if they ever - “
Spara watched her.
Hannah stared back.
“Christ.” Hannah held her head in her hands. “Christ. Christ. Jesus fuck“Three hundred thousand batarians are dead.” She heard Spara scrape his desk with his ( ... )
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Then she’d died. And Hannah had felt even more like a bitch because her death had made her feel relieved. Oh, except it turned out Shepard had faked her death or something so she could run away to help Cerberus, or whatever. That pilot had seen her get spaced, though, so Hannah wasn’t even sure what the hell had happened there.
“Hannah.” Please be okay. Hannah looked up to see Spara watching her, his gaze so tender she couldn’t help but smile. She was the only one who got to see that look. As a politician, even Hannah thought he was unbearable ( ... )
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“That’s where it gets worse,” said Sparatus. “The Alliance claims that Shepard wasn’t part of Cerberus anymore when she did it.”
“Which would make it…” Oh. Fuck. This was why Spara was so upset; it wasn’t the blown up relay, it wasn’t Cerberus, it was…
“Which would make it an Alliance attack,” said Sparatus. “Udina’s denying she was a part of the Alliance when it took place, and there’s rumours…” He shook his head. “You know I can’t tell you.”
Rumours, he said. What he really meant was we have spies giving us intel. They both had spies in each other’s military, and they both knew it.
“Spara. You know I’d never tell them what you tell me.”
“I…”
“Spara“Hannah.” He sighed. He composed himself. Laced his fingers together, rested his chin on them. “The Alliance is keeping us in the dark. Anderson is going to resign any day now, I’m sure. There’s rumours Shepard was in the destroyed on Alliance orders. Udina fends us off like we’re an enemy, and I don’ ( ... )
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“So where’s the evidence?” Hannah turned up her palms.
“Conveniently destroyed with the system.” Sparatus snorted. “Are you surprised? I’m not.”
Hannah snarled and threw her hands up in the air. She stormed out of her chair, started pacing the room. The webcam’s head followed her, keeping her in Spara’s view. “Is she fucking incompetent“Hannah, I’ll be frank,” said Sparatus. “When it comes to Spectres, she’s one of the worst we’ve had so far. If it weren’t for the fact she was the first human Spectre and she’s somehow seen as a hero for what she did during the Geth attack, she’d been kicked out a long time ago. Spirits know why she’s hailed as a hero for that, Hannah, all she did was clean up her own mess. She should have been held responsible for failure to apprehend Saren as she was ordered to, held responsible for all the deaths in the Citadel she did not prevent. If anything, the Alliance paid the price for her incompetence by sacrificing human lives to save the Citadel, but they still worship ( ... )
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“Humanity is impossible to work with.” Sparatus sighed. “How can they expect us to take action if they won’t give us this proof? Do they really expect us to rally all the fleets just because they say so ( ... )
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She returned it, and buried her face in his neck and cowl. She took in his scent, so alien and yet so familiar. Her grip on him tightened. She felt him hide his face in her hair. One hand ran down her spine, soothing, although whether it was meant to soothe her or him she couldn’t tell.
“I’m sorry, Hannah,” he croaked.
“I’m sorry,” she answered. So many what ifs? ran through her head. What if the police had been able to find her children? What if she’d gotten back in touch with the Commander and not let her fear hold her back? What if she’d tried harder to find her ( ... )
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Thank you, OP, for this wonderful prompt. I apologise if it was not what you were looking for, it kind of veered in this direction by itself. I've always been fascinated by the potential interactions between Hannah and Sparatus, and how being involved with the turian Councillor would colour Hannah's views of her own daughter.
(That, and I really did not see the Council turning a blind eye to a mass relay blowing up when they don't believe in the Reapers.)
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