There are Rules 1/?
anonymous
December 7 2015, 01:42:10 UTC
You have to understand: there are rulesThey aren't written anywhere, I don't think. Not that I ever saw. I mean of course there were the Pilgrimage Protocols, The Great Homeworld Stories, the textbooks. Everyone reads those in classes. Who we are as a people, what we must do to survive, why the Pilgrimage matters. Yes yes, that all is pretty easy
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There are Rules 2/?
anonymous
December 8 2015, 06:58:12 UTC
(thanks for the kind words, everyone!)
The rule, the don't-get-involved one, makes sense when you really think about it. Quarians do not breed that prodigiously and we're not like Asari: we can't have children with other races. The Fleet's managed to survive for so long because everyone went out on their Pilgrimages...and I suppose yes sowed any of the more wild impulses they may have had...but then came back, settled down, and found someone nice to make more Quarians with. The coming back, the settling down, all that was much harder when you fell in love with some brooding and smoldering Turian with dark hazy eyes and strong claws and all that honor-bound drive and determination and bottled up passion and raw power and...
Uhm...the point is, it's pretty quietly and widely understood that while of course you could be in love with whomever your heart desires, yes of course, that if your heart desires someone that cannot help the Flotilla in the most fundamental way, then you're being selfish. In a galaxy where everyone you ever knew
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Re: There are Rules 3/?
anonymous
June 30 2017, 05:18:03 UTC
Do you want to know the terrible secret of Commander R Shepard? The classified information that has never leaked, never made it to the galaxy at large? The information that, if ever released, could topple the entire Alliance and bring the very stars to their knees? Alright, I'll tell you.
Commander Shepard is a puffcake.
Wait. Sorry. Humans don't have puffcakes. Keelah, what was it...Joker taught me the word...Marshmellow! Yes.
Commander Shepard is a marshmellowShocking. Flooring. Astounding! I couldn't believe it. The same man I thought was some demonic warring myth made real on the battlefield was the most gentle, kind, caring person you could hope to meet. It amazed me too, I understand how you feel, but it wasn't even hours I was on his ship before I sussed it out: he was in the medbay with me and Chief Williams after the battle the second Chakwas let him in, checking on us, making sure we were okay, and it wasn't just us! He was always checking after Kaidan, making sure Liara had what she needed-especially after Noveria-or
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Re: There are Rules 3/?
anonymous
June 30 2017, 22:58:15 UTC
OP here! oooo, this is gonna be good! :D I'm so glad you came back to this fic! I'm so excited for it!!
"and their damn shoulders that are just so big that you know they could hold you up but you can't saythatoutloudDamnIt!..." I thought this said 'shoulders big enough to hold you down.' and I just, damn Tali you've got quite a few fantasies, huh?
Re: There are Rules 3/?
anonymous
July 1 2017, 00:26:37 UTC
hey there, happy to, thanks for the kind words. Honestly, I thought I'd finished it! Bit embarrassing but best I can tell I punched out the rest (FUCK there was a lot) in a word processor on an old desktop that gave up the ghost, but never actually split it up and submitted it. Now I'm trying to get it back from memory. And that's, uh, that was supposed to be "down" >_>
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OP HERE, CURRENTLY HAVING A HEART ATTACK AND CONSTRUCTING YOUR SHRINE AS WE SPEAK!!!
I had given up hope of this being filled. AND THEN YOU COME ALONG!!!!
LORD ALMIGHTY!
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The rule, the don't-get-involved one, makes sense when you really think about it. Quarians do not breed that prodigiously and we're not like Asari: we can't have children with other races. The Fleet's managed to survive for so long because everyone went out on their Pilgrimages...and I suppose yes sowed any of the more wild impulses they may have had...but then came back, settled down, and found someone nice to make more Quarians with. The coming back, the settling down, all that was much harder when you fell in love with some brooding and smoldering Turian with dark hazy eyes and strong claws and all that honor-bound drive and determination and bottled up passion and raw power and...
Uhm...the point is, it's pretty quietly and widely understood that while of course you could be in love with whomever your heart desires, yes of course, that if your heart desires someone that cannot help the Flotilla in the most fundamental way, then you're being selfish. In a galaxy where everyone you ever knew ( ... )
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AFAIK, underscores only work on YouTube.
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omg Tali you just almost died 10 seconds ago, FOCUS!!!
(But damn i like the way you write. Not love at first sight, more like, 'oooh i like you' hheheheh)
But oh poor Tali, go get your love, screw the flotilla.
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Commander Shepard is a puffcake.
Wait. Sorry. Humans don't have puffcakes. Keelah, what was it...Joker taught me the word...Marshmellow! Yes.
Commander Shepard is a marshmellowShocking. Flooring. Astounding! I couldn't believe it. The same man I thought was some demonic warring myth made real on the battlefield was the most gentle, kind, caring person you could hope to meet. It amazed me too, I understand how you feel, but it wasn't even hours I was on his ship before I sussed it out: he was in the medbay with me and Chief Williams after the battle the second Chakwas let him in, checking on us, making sure we were okay, and it wasn't just us! He was always checking after Kaidan, making sure Liara had what she needed-especially after Noveria-or ( ... )
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"and their damn shoulders that are just so big that you know they could hold you up but you can't saythatoutloudDamnIt!..." I thought this said 'shoulders big enough to hold you down.' and I just, damn Tali you've got quite a few fantasies, huh?
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