Re: To Ourselves and Our Posterity 1b/?
anonymous
August 26 2013, 09:52:22 UTC
I'm liking this and looking forward to more. This was one of those prompts I was hoping for and I'm glad to see it wasn't forgotten. That being said, I'm setting up my camp and will be here waiting.
Like I told other A!A, it was really awesome to come to the kink meme and find out that there were two amazing A!As who decided to take on my prompt
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Author’s Note: Thank you for all your kind words, OP! I’m definitely going to do my best to keep this story updating at a consistent pace. I’m going to be delving into a lot of headcanons about turian culture, so I’ll make a habit of announcing the headcanons in A!A comments marked ‘Codex’ so that you guys can follow on things that I don’t explain in-story.
To Ourselves and Our Posterity 2a/?
anonymous
August 27 2013, 18:25:49 UTC
“Well, Solana was pretty easy to raise.” Vakarian’s voice echoed in his mind. Sparatus recalled his friend’s advice clearly from the vid-comm he shared with him yesterday as he sat waiting for the workers in the Adoption Agency worked to get Jane Shepard out of her hidey-hole to meet her new father. Sparatus shook his head. Three days, he had waited for the paperwork to finish. The real hang-up wasn’t so much the signatures as it was trying to keep up communications on a completely private network
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Re: To Ourselves and Our Posterity 2b/?
anonymous
August 27 2013, 18:27:30 UTC
“I have one last thing I want to ask.” Sparatus remembered asking. “Go ahead, Sparatus.” Vakarian said.
“If… if she wants to start meeting other kids her age. Would you mind having her meet yours?”
Vakarian shifted in his seat.
“Maybe.” Vakarian said. “Solana’s already reached her first lia'alediy, so she might not want to meet her. Garrus is reaching his third year next week though, so he might be interested. It’d be his first time meeting an alien face-to-face, too…”Sparatus nodded. He hoped the little ones would at the least get along in each other’s presence. With that, he had ended the vid-comm by arranging a time for Vakarian and his boy to meet his ward on the sixth day of the galactic standard week. He’d deal with that when the time came
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Re: To Ourselves and Our Posterity 2c/?
anonymous
August 27 2013, 18:29:46 UTC
Oh. She was just unaccustomed to calling a turian “dad”. That would be much easier to deal with than the alternative. Anderson looked worried for a moment, then continued speaking
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Re: To Ourselves and Our Posterity 2d/?
anonymous
August 27 2013, 18:30:45 UTC
“Absolutely, Councilor.” Anderson said. “I recommend telling her the story of Superman, or Fa Mulan. I think she’ll love them.” Anderson nodded his head in a farewell gesture, and went on his way. Sparatus picked Jane up (she was much lighter than he thought she would be) and set her on the ground. He placed her tiny, five-fingered hand in his longer, three-fingered one.
“Come on, now. Time for all Spartacus’s to go home.” He said. Jane lifted her other hand to her forehead in a (very cute) imitation of a salute that made Spartacus’ fringe swell a little with an emotion he didn’t have time to name.
From what I’ve headcanon’d about turian culture, a lia'alediy would be the sixth birthday. Because turians only have three fingers on each hand, I imagine their number system would be in base-6, so the first 6th birthday would be like the tenth birthday for a human child, but celebrated like a quinceañera or a sweet sixteen. This event is repeated each time a turian child completes six years, so there’s a celebration at 6, 12, 18, etc.
I would also like to mention that I went through a lot of trouble to make up an actual language for the turian race that’s currently in its preliminary stages, so all the words I’m using here are all following the same crazy logic and aren’t just being pulled out of a hat. %D For example, lia’alediy means six-sun-march, referencing the sixth year (sun-march referring to the passing of the seasons).
Re: A!A Codex
anonymous
August 28 2013, 15:00:48 UTC
Makes more sense than the system I came up with. Took me half an hour to figure out how they'd calculate a human millenium... Being a turian chronological system though, I think the language should sound a tiny bit more Roman (sec'solindus, maybe?).
To Ourselves and Our Posterity 3a/?
anonymous
August 31 2013, 03:52:47 UTC
Quick AN: Thank you for all your kind comments, OP! For simplicity’s sake, I decided that Sparatus’ apartment would be the same one Shepard has for the Citadel DLC. Shepard sleeps in the downstairs bedroom, Sparatus’ office is the same place Shep’s is, and everything else is left up to the imagination
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Re: To Ourselves and Our Posterity 3a/?
anonymous
August 31 2013, 03:53:51 UTC
“You can’t see me, Spartacus!” She said, giggling like a warbling sappa bird. “I’m invisible!” “I don’t care if you’re invisible Jane, I just want to know if you are going to stay in this room like I asked you to?” Sparatus was getting a headache. Though he had almost completely forgotten what he was like when he was 4, he knew full well that when a question was asked, the appropriate response was an answer to the question“You’re supposed to care if I’m invisible!” Jane whined, moving her teddy bear to the side and pinching her face together again. Sparatus was going to blow a gasket
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To Ourselves and Our Posterity 3c/?
anonymous
August 31 2013, 03:55:31 UTC
(ack, sorry! I forgot to reformat the title above) -- After a few minutes of Sparatus accessing human recipes for pancakes and finding out it was made with lactated liquids from the teats of a bovine mammal, he had once again felt the overwhelming desire to spit up his gizzard and pray to the spirit of the entire galaxy to erase the image of eating liquid that came out of bodies. There was no way he was cooking that
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That being said, I'm setting up my camp and will be here waiting.
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Now, on to the next part!
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“Go ahead, Sparatus.” Vakarian said.
“If… if she wants to start meeting other kids her age. Would you mind having her meet yours?”
Vakarian shifted in his seat.
“Maybe.” Vakarian said. “Solana’s already reached her first lia'alediy, so she might not want to meet her. Garrus is reaching his third year next week though, so he might be interested. It’d be his first time meeting an alien face-to-face, too…”Sparatus nodded. He hoped the little ones would at the least get along in each other’s presence. With that, he had ended the vid-comm by arranging a time for Vakarian and his boy to meet his ward on the sixth day of the galactic standard week. He’d deal with that when the time came ( ... )
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“Come on, now. Time for all Spartacus’s to go home.” He said. Jane lifted her other hand to her forehead in a (very cute) imitation of a salute that made Spartacus’ fringe swell a little with an emotion he didn’t have time to name.
“Aye-Aye, Spartacus!” She said.
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I would also like to mention that I went through a lot of trouble to make up an actual language for the turian race that’s currently in its preliminary stages, so all the words I’m using here are all following the same crazy logic and aren’t just being pulled out of a hat. %D For example, lia’alediy means six-sun-march, referencing the sixth year (sun-march referring to the passing of the seasons).
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Being a turian chronological system though, I think the language should sound a tiny bit more Roman (sec'solindus, maybe?).
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“I don’t care if you’re invisible Jane, I just want to know if you are going to stay in this room like I asked you to?” Sparatus was getting a headache. Though he had almost completely forgotten what he was like when he was 4, he knew full well that when a question was asked, the appropriate response was an answer to the question“You’re supposed to care if I’m invisible!” Jane whined, moving her teddy bear to the side and pinching her face together again. Sparatus was going to blow a gasket ( ... )
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After a few minutes of Sparatus accessing human recipes for pancakes and finding out it was made with lactated liquids from the teats of a bovine mammal, he had once again felt the overwhelming desire to spit up his gizzard and pray to the spirit of the entire galaxy to erase the image of eating liquid that came out of bodies. There was no way he was cooking that ( ... )
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