From Ashes - 4
anonymous
January 21 2015, 23:12:12 UTC
Next her translator told her it was a book of poetry. Senna had never heard of Tennyson, but she was surprised and pleased he was a primarch. Papa had kept scrolls of poetry in the big glass-fronted bookcase. He had read them to her sometimes. Their names were still stuck in her head: General Cobal, Primarch Ferrian, Captain Lennox, all the great Turian poets had been soldiers first. To understand life, Papa had told her General Cobal often used to say, you first had to understand death. She didn't really understand what he meant when he first told her that, it had just been a pretty sounding quote from a vaguely famous name, but she thought she did a little better now
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From Ashes - 5
anonymous
January 28 2015, 21:25:51 UTC
It wasn't over yet. The human brought out another strip of brown cloth and Senna had to endure a second round of stinging pain as it dried her hand. Instead of rough, chaffing fabric she pretended it was the soft, fluffy towel her Mama kept by the sink inside her workshop. The drying stopped eventually too. However, just when Senna thought she was safe, a third strip of cloth emerged, much longer than the others. The human wound this tightly around her hand several times. All Senna saw was her Mama firmly pressing down a subdued grey plaster
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From Ashes - 6
anonymous
January 30 2015, 22:12:39 UTC
Senna chastised herself for not recognising the omnitool immediately. She'd spent enough hours pining over the Savant 10's image on the network catalogues. It was a couple of years old now, but the dream she had of one day owning one hadn't gone away. If anything it had got stronger as the omnitool's exorbitant price shrunk as its age grew. Senna wasn't entirely surprised she'd been so slow on the uptake though. When she got sad it made her stupid. It shook her brain about, scattering all her thoughts on the ground aside from the same three or four memories she couldn't help seeing over and over again. She never wanted to forget Mama or Papa, but Senna wished she could stop being sad
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From Ashes - 7
anonymous
February 3 2015, 22:10:32 UTC
Senna thought she'd die of boredom in those two weeks. Now it had almost been six months since her Cipher 4 was taken from her. She'd forgotten exactly what day it was, they all felt the same on the citadel. She'd managed to scavenge and barter for something close to a meal and had hurried home, taking a short cut through the Batarian quarters. She'd been walking through an alleway formed by two shipping crates, when one of the four-eyed aliens had stuck its foot out, tripping her up. The Batarian had hoisted her up from the ground and twisted her arm until it felt like it was going to break in two. He'd made her give up everything; First her food, then the pitiable collection of credit chits in her pocket, and finally, her omnitool. She'd held onto it as long as she could, until the Batarian had threatened to sell her as a slave and then find her Mama and sell her too
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From Ashes - 8
anonymous
February 16 2015, 22:47:26 UTC
Senna was captivated, the golden light of the miniature galaxy twirling a shimmering waltz in the reflection of her green eyes. The hologram was tiny, but she experienced a strange sensation of vertigo when she stared into it. She was sure if she leaned too close she would be sucked down in a microsecond, like water down a drain
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Re: From Ashes - 8
anonymous
February 20 2015, 14:09:20 UTC
OP:
A!A I just want you to know that it's stories like this I wish I could find more like in the Mass Effect fandom at large, so thank you for this adorable fill and all the sweet fluff.
Yes, there are already several fills for this, but dammit, there ought to be more!
I don't even normally like 'Garrus knocks-up Shepard' fics for the fact the author rarely addresses the question of how.
But, K-meme seems to have the knack of doing these things right, so I figure I might as well ask:
Please A!As, can we have some more?
Bonus:
Shepard has a full turian daughter this time. Or non-identical twins.
Protective!Garrus.
Thank you in advance!
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Still here, still reading and still enjoying this.
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A!A I just want you to know that it's stories like this I wish I could find more like in the Mass Effect fandom at large, so thank you for this adorable fill and all the sweet fluff.
I only wish more people wrote kidfic.
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Real life issues, A!A?
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Please, hurry up, A!A!!!!!
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