Characters: Kasumi
Word Count: ~100
Rating: T
Author's Note: In an effort to not clog FFN too much, I've decided to make one catch all dump site for my Mass Effect drabbling, double-drabbling, and triple-drabbling needs! (Namely, any and all independent stories that I wright for ME which are 300 words or less in length, will get dropped here. There will likely be no rhyme nor reason to this fics. Sound good? Great!
This piece is a response to the ME_Challenge over on LJ. One of the prompts was: "False Security" this drabble is the result :-)
Security Blanket
It wasn't healthy. She knew that. And it wasn't what Keiji would have wanted. She knew that too.
That didn't stop the warmth from spreading through her body whenever she'd access the graybox. The short-lived feeling of euphoria she'd get when she'd hear his voice…see his face.
It had gotten so she needed to access it first thing in the morning and last thing in the evening. Otherwise she'd be agitated all day, and unable to sleep soundly at night.
It wasn't healthy, but having a part of him – even just a flicker of a memory – made her feel safe.
~End