Hi there. This is a story/series of one shots that I started a while back (I think six months?) on a different account. I never got further than three chapters, but hopefully things will be different this time around. The chapters in this story are basically topics, like this one: 'Snow'. I have a few ideas in mind for later chapters, although requests are definitely appreciated.
Well, that's enough of me talking. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy the story.
Snow
Grunt: Bah. You promised me that we'd be fighting strong foes, Shepard. But these enemies are weak and soft and... fluffy.
Samara: Snow comes to me as a subtle momento mori. Though it is beautiful, it is fleeting. It is a reminder for us to cherish that which we have today, for it may be gone tomorrow.
Kasumi: Keiji and I spent our first Christmas together on a day like this. We made snow angels, built forts, caught snowflakes on our tongues, and even went sledding. When it got too cold, we went inside and cuddled by the fireplace. We were having so much fun that we nearly forgot to open our presents.
Miranda: My father keeps a large collection of snow globes in his study. One Christmas Eve, when I was a small child, I accidentally knocked down a whole row of them. I remember almost crying I was so terrified. My father rushed in to see what was going on. He first looked at the shattered snow globes, and then at me. He frantically asked if I was hurt, and I replied no. At this point, I was afraid that he would yell at me, or even hit me. But instead, he knelt down, scooped me in his arms, and held me close. He told me to be more careful, and said how relieved he was that I was alright. My father may be pretentious, and ego-maniacal, and a cold-hearted bigot. But he's still my father, Shepard, and I still love him.
Mordin: High altitude above sea level. Low pressure due to elevation. Should come as no surprise that these joint factors have resulted in the formation of a precipitate. Still, fascinated by these crystal ice solids in particular. Able to form on a planet orbiting so close to sun. Would like to bring one aboard to study. Unfortunately, very difficult to thoroughly study something this fragile. Very fragile, yes, very fragile. Would need many samples.
Jacob: Working in the Alliance was tough. Even as a Corsair, I always felt like I was being pushed outside the circle. It was hard watching people get gifts from family and friends, or talk to them via holo. I guess I was always jealous of what they had and what I didn't. Even in Cerberus, I felt like I was sort of alone. But I didn't tell anyone. But somehow, someone knew. Last Christmas, I got a letter from an anonymous source. It came with a picture of me, my dad, and my mom. Normally I would've been more than suspicious, since my mom passed away, and my dad was still missing. But I smiled when I saw what came with the letter: a bottle of champagne. Snow Falls - my favorite brand. And there was only one person in the world who knew that.
Tali: Most quarians are cooped up on the Flotilla their entire lives. The closest we ever get to experiencing winter is when the heating systems on our ships malfunction. It's rare for any us to see snow, and I'm grateful that I have... but I wish I could see it, feel it outside of this suit.
Zaeed: I remember a mission a while back with my ol' Jessie. We were shootin' down batarian smugglers on Rilan when all of a sudden she jams from the goddamned cold. I had to go at 'em tooth and nail after that. Might've broken a few knuckles in the process, but I got the job done.
Thane: I hear the crunching of snow. She walks towards me and smiles, then embraces me passionately. Her sunset colored eyes flicker in the light. She puts her lips to mine, the aroma of lilacs dancing on her breath… That was the first time I kissed Irikah. That was the moment when I confessed my love.
Garrus: You get snow on Earth, right Shepard? When it gets cold on Palaven, we get acid rain. I can't tell you how many times I've woken up in the winter, just to go outside and see the entire neighborhood in their underwear looking at the holes in their roofs! Ha-ha!... Erm, maybe that's why we don't celebrate Christmas.
Jack: When I was a kid, one of my hobbies was pelting other kids with snowballs. I really loved it whenever I hit a guy in the face. He'd start to cry, and I'd always get a tingly warm feeling from it. But that's the past. I don't need to throw snowballs at little brats to get my highs anymore. I've upgraded to shotguns.
Legion: Error. Critical error. Our kinetic barriers are not built to withstand specialized ammunition.