Here you go guys, this story is getting a good reception, so I will try to give you guys as many chapters as I can. This is short, yes, but I promise you this, you will enjoy it…. The chapter I mean! :D
Depending on the number of reviews, and how many people say it, I may or may not include Tali and make it a romance triangle. You guys choose!
"No, he will be alright." She replied to the soldier, who was pacing the room, getting the attention of the other male.
He stopped in his tracks and looked at her. "You just gave him a lot of morphine. He will probably wake up not being himself mostly, you have been warned."
The quarian female smirked beneath her helmet, laying weight of her body on one leg. "You saw how we held off over ten heavily armed batarian slavers, you know we can take care of him. And yes, if it wasn't for you…" She looked at the unconscious human. "We would've never make it, thanks."
Smith nodded and left the room, claiming that he was going to see the surroundings.
"In an hour, the human will wake up. Let us start picking up the tables and fix the mess here in the ship. Go for some antibiotics first." The female quarian stated, gaining a nod from the male, who was already on his way to their main infirmary.
His head hurt. There was a sharp pain that descended into the deep of his body. Trying to open his eyes, he was met with a powerful white light that just made him grunt out of annoyance and pain.
"He is waking up." A feminine voice said. "You go outside if you plan to smoke out of that crap, he is probably suffering a sharp headache."
"Alright lady, I will be outside, I need to smoke, bad." Footsteps were then heard getting farther and farther away until eventually, they were gone.
For a little while, nothing was said, and Shepard was giving up trying to stay awake to listen. However, he then heard a voice, a male one, saying, "This human is a monster Daro, look what he did with the batarian pirates."
"They deserved it, these humans hate them as much as we do." She answered coldly.
"How can you say that? Yeah they are really bad people, but this human… he is a machine."
Shepard could not help but try to roll his eyes in annoyance at the quarian and wanted to reply, but the female read his mind.
"You are such a whiner Mido, now I know why you were rejected from the marines."
In his mind, John was laughing. This female had guts. Even if she was from a different species, they were so human. He was also trying to remember the lessons on the academy about quarians, but he could only recall the creation of the geth, the morning war and the Migrant Fleet. Of course, those were the common facts about them, a mysterious and elusive species that was far from the Citadel, due to them banning and closing their embassy.
"You better watch your tongue Daro, you may be the captain here, but I am the expert on colony development and resources. It is up to me if you get a good grade from the admirals."
She huffed. "Sure, but they put me here for a reason. They see me as the one capable of leading you grunts into glory, a thing you could not, not even in your dreams."
A weak laugh was heard, startling the quarians. "You got some fire lady."
The male quarian grunted and left the room as soon as he saw the human getting up from the medbay bed, with a grin on his face. His hands then went to his head, as if he was trying to keep it in place. Once he sat up, the quarian female was the only thing in his vision, with her hands on her hips.
"I see you are getting better human? Enjoying the show?" She asked.
He nodded. "Yeah, could not help but laugh. Nice job with that guy."
She tilted her head to the side. "You heard everything I assume? Good, now you know what we are doing here, no need for explanations."
The human laughed, somewhat forced. "Hah, no, I do need you to explain yourself and give me your name. From what I've heard its Daro, but I could get at least a last name hmm?"
"And what about yours? A lady deserves the name of the man that just saved her."
The somewhat flirtatious question caught the human off guard but he immediately composed himself and cleared his throat. "As soon as I get a damn vicodin or aspirin to get rid of this damn headache."
She laughed and shook her head. "Are you blind? Clearly, we are not humans." Apart from being mad and annoyed at the human's ignorance, she could not help but feel... happy. The human, so far, had not been racist towards her or her race. For the contrary, he looked... curious. She wondered if this human really did not know anything about her race or if the drugs had erased his memory. Nevertheless, the human was certainly portraying and giving his species a good reputation on her books.
As far as she could tell, humans were very good in combat. Yes, she heard of the turians getting their asses kicked by the humans in the so called Relay 314 Incident, but now, now she saw just why and how the 'great and militaristic' turians had lost so decisively to a species far hungrier, organized and fearsome than them. Just by seeing this human and his other soldier in battle today, she saw two disciplined warriors. According to the extranet, humans had formed powerful kingdoms and empires in their past as a civilization, battling and killing each other. Her thoughts were then shattered by his voice, dark and very dangerous...
"No, but sure as hell your body is as sexy as a human female's."
Silence. Awkward and really annoying silence plagued the room after his comment. 'He is heavy on the drugs the other soldier gave him to sustain the pain, that must be the cause.'
She cleared her throat and sat on a nearby chair. "Your soldier has radioed your teammates, but your military vehicle is dead. From what he said, I am thinking of a malfunction in the engine." Changing the subject was now the best option for both of them. She wanted to avoid the soldier's constant flirting. The fact that he did not seem to care about it was quite alarming, but she was sure the morphine was having a party with him.
"So I have to stay here?" He groaned dramatically.
She nodded and smirked beneath her helmet. "Afraid so human, you will have to stay here, bored in a quarian ship that no longer works."
"Oh well, they will pick us up by sunset, fortunately. So, what is your name lady?"
"You first, what is your name?" She retorted.
He rolled his eyes, and let out a sigh. "Lieutenant John Arthur Shepard, N7 Marines, Alliance Military."
"I noticed that, your skills in the battlefield were worth of both a mention and a commendation." She somewhat praised.
"Yeah yeah, whatever you say lady." He dismissed with this hand. "Well, your name?" He asked, an interest sparking in his blue eyes.
She sighed and got up, getting a canister from a nearby table. "Daro'Xen Vas Moreh, head of the colony research, Migrant Fleet of course." She finished annoyingly.
"A job I presume you don't like?" He asked with a smirk.
She nodded, looking at John straight in the eyes. "Waste of time, it would take centuries before we can adapt to one of those so called 'promise' planets. Our government is full of stupid people human."
"Oh, that is why you are in those weird suits?" He asked, nodding at her chest.
A groan came from her mouth. "Yes human, obviously."
"Sorry princess, but here the human has not heard shit about your race, safe for a few facts. Why do you use those suits then really?" Of course, most people were ignorant of the quarian race. An enigma, the Migrant Fleet was ignored by most, elusive to the curious and hated by most.
"Because our immune systems are really weak, that is why we use these suits. Pathogenic microbes were comparatively rare in our home world's atmosphere." She explained while looking at a box that contained antibiotics. "Unlike you humans, who adapted into a world full of diseases and sickness, we did not. Our immune systems instead adapt to the foreign disease rather than fight it like in your species."
Shepard had been listening and watching in awe at her explanation. He was just… impressed by her knowledge. Sure, he was expecting a short answer, or at the most a poor explanation, but he was now one of the only beings in the galaxy to know that much. Well, there could be asari that knew of this.
"I just found my cute walking codex." He then winked at her, laughing as the female huffed her chest.
She placed her hands on her hips and stared him down. "And I wondered how humans were, now I know."
"Heh, well at least I knew some facts before your terrific explanation about immune systems and humans." He smirked while stretching his back, getting a few cracks from his bones, relaxing him more.
Daro tilted her head to the side and crossed her arms over her chest. She was now interested in what this human had heard of her race. "Really? And what are those?"
John smirked. "Creators of the geth, badass engineers, Migrant Fleet, which contains thousands of ships blah blah blah, all of that jazz." His eyes then scanned her from head to toe, "And surely they forgot to add that some females are pretty good looking."
The quarian felt heat rise to her cheeks. "Is your race this… ignorant?"
"Only with new races we don't know about lady." He replied with a smile on his face.
For a few minutes, they descended into silence. Shepard was looking at the ceiling, clearly curious of this ship while Daro was giving him a good once over, a scan as some would say. She was incredibly impressed with human anatomy. Strong, sturdy, tough, resilient bodies, with a really diverse DNA. That was one of the many reasons why she was interested in Shepard, yes, it was mere scientific curiosity.
As the scan began from head to toe, she noticed how their faces were eerily similar to them in terms of anatomy. Two eyes with tear ducts, a nose, lips, and teeth, clearly giving her a large wave of theories of how could humans were that similar to her species. Of course, there were the big differences. Shepard's hands were large, counting five fingers in each. His feet, had also five toes, even though her eyes could only see his socks. Still, it was obvious he had five toes, counting the small one. It was shocking to say the least, but humans were very similar to quarians.
When she reached his private parts… she blushed. Turning away, she bit her lip and smiled. 'Never had these kinds of thoughts in my life… Heh, yeah, human males are kind of… cute.'
She would never dare say that word in public, much less to Shepard, who had proved out to be a major headache to her. Ironic that he was suffering a headache himself, served him right. In the end, sexual dimorphism among both species was similar, close. Human females, as the female quarian had seen in the extranet, were similar to her. Some had medium sized breasts, petite bodies and small build. 'Maybe that is why he is hitting on me so much… it makes sense, human males could see us as similar to their females.'
"Are you done looking at me?" Shepard was looking at her now, smirking.
Daro felt her cheeks turn into furnaces, like those used in research of powerful materials and artifacts. She turned away, muttering a "was looking at something else" phrase.
"Sure, sure." He smiled and laid back down, his hands under his head, giving him a pillow of sorts. "Do you quarians get this feeling of kind of like tickles in your stomach?"
The quarian looked at him. "You mean when we get nervous or excited? Yes, we do."
"Nice… because you make me feel like that you know?"
If Daro was on the fleet, she would have given any quarian male a piece of her mind and a show of force if that comment had come out of his mouth. This was a human though, and a good looking one at that. However, she was not interested in any romantic bullshit, she was having her own life, and she needed to give the quarian race the power and glory they always deserved. Romance was not needed, nor an alien that would never understand her culture, her life, her fleet or her dreams. Since she was a child, she dreamed of performing surgeries on the geth and making them her own. Doing that, she was going to give the quarian people back the power and respect they deserved.
Sadly, this dream was far away from her, but that did not mean she was going to give up. She was going to keep fighting, studying and working hard for it. If that meant that she was not going to have a little fun in her life then so be it, her parents never payed attention to her anyway. Always alone, always on her own, always lonely. She thanked them though, it was because of those parents that she was fiercely independent now, and she was going to continue that way, prove everyone in the galaxy wrong and one day, return to her home world. This human, this... male, despite being handsome, he was not going to ruin her plans. She had better things to do, and she had to get out fast before he, not her, he could get out of control.
"Whatever, I am going to sleep, so I will see you in a while Shepard." She got up but a hand held her in place. The human was now holding her arm with his right hand, his eyes sparkling like diamonds.
"John, call me John." He said softly.
She was a very strong, independent woman, and she was also as tough as nails. Despite all that, though, this goddamn human was giving her some problems in staying up. Her knees were buckling, just about to give out right there and then.
"Yes… John." She whispered. Noticing her hand was touching his, she backed away and cursed, leaving a confused yet happy human behind.
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