Javik opened his eyes with a groan. He was upside-down on a couch. The borderline migraine slammed into him.

There was a reason his people banned the act of getting stupid drunk. A prothean's mental senses were sensitive, and getting drunk not only turned you stupid; you were practically blinded by the sensory overload the resulting hangover gave you. Combined with the four eyes, it was not fun.

He flipped himself right-side up, wincing at the aches the awkward position had given him. His throat felt hoarse like he'd spent the night screaming. fall he knew, he had; everything a was an odd bit of a haze. I cannot believe I let myself do that... Oh, how far the mighty had fallen. Well, he could always blame the human for claiming that Javik wouldn't do alcohol because "protheans can't hold their drink". As if Javik could let the jab at his people's capabilities go? No primitive would claim to be better at something than his people had been!

... Even if that something was 'getting drunk', he supposed. Never again... he shut his eyes, rubbing his forehead and trying to settle his mind. Closing his eyes helped, but he could still sense all the beings waking up around him, all the minds starting to hum again. It was the worst headache he had ever endured.

"Hey, Javik!" His head snapped around so he could glare at the turian sniper, who looked slightly ruffled and as if he, too had a headache. "My ears are still ringing."

"Then you shouldn't have gotten so drunk." honestly, he wasn't certain if he was scolding himself or the primitive.

"Drinks ain't got nothing to do with it." The turian said as he walked past leaning down to speak to the prothean in a hushed voice. "Between you and me... you might want to practice you're singing where nobody can hear you next time. I'm starting to think there's a reason no prothean music has ever been recovered..."

Prothean's couldn't go pale like humans or asari.

But in that moment, Javiks face may have changed a shade or two as Garrus walked away with a turian smirk on his face. he couldn't wait to show Joker the footage; the pilot had left before Javik's drunken shanties had started.

Not to be outdone by Amberstar of Thunderclan, my bestie, who has recently been puking one-shots into your fandom for the past few weeks. There; we've both done something mean to Javik today, so I'm going to crawl back into the pit I came out of.

Namely, the Destiny fandom.

SPARROW RACING! YES!

Cheers!^^