Last chapter Shepard's parents finally showed up, and they were kind of troublesome. Now on this chapter, it has been already four months since Shepard's awakening, and now she's just training to get used to her new arm. – Sorry for any typo.
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Chapter 6: Triple date
Citadel – Gym
The commander Camilla Shepard, was at the gym on citadel, working out her body. Mostly trying to get used to her new arm, at distance you could believe it wasn't a fake arm, since the arm was covered with a cloth that imitated human's skin, but if you got closer, and started touching her arm, you would see something's wrong with that. It was strong and cold, because this arm was made of metal, the Council discussed Shepard's condition, and they felt like if they ever needed Shepard back in missions, she couldn't go out there fighting with a fragile plastic arm, so they made a metal one, now they had to hope the commander would get used to it. – So at this moment, she was throwing fists at a punching bag, and also raising her leg time to time, to give a strong kick, she was wearing some tight working out shorts, then a tank-top that stayed tight against her body, even though she raised it a bit, to show off her pale muscled belly, due being all sweaty and already feeling the temperature of her body raising up. Her blonde hair was above her shoulders once again, it was one of the first things she done after waking up, she didn't felt comfortable on having long hair, so.
Even though Cami said she would retire and don't go back to the missions, she still couldn't keep herself away from working out her body, from beating up something whenever she felt herself getting too frustrated. You could stay away from the marine, but the marine would always be inside you. – At this moment she was trying to beat a record of punches, with no stop, the record she had before this all happen to her but now that her arm was different, she can't still get there, and it frustrates her too much. When her fake arm was thrown against the bag but didn't reach it, Shepard let out a frustrated groan. "Come on!" She punched the bag again, this time with her normal hand, before hold the bag with her both palms and place her forehead against it. It's frustrating for the commander knowing she isn't as functional as before, even if she believes she won't go to missions again, she still feels the need to be better and be ready for anything that comes on her way.
"Shepard." A voice broke into the empty gym, and it was the justicar, Samara. She was there by the door, spying on Shepard, making sure her lover would have her training without Samara bothering her, but since she stopped and seemed more frustrated, the asari decided to step in.
"Samara. Didn't know you were there." Shepard said, pulling her head away from the bag and her body, then she walked up to a bench and picked up a wet towel, cleaning her face and a bit of her shoulders, neck, and tummy.
"I decided to not bother your training." Samara told her as she approached the blonde human. "How are you feeling?"
Shepard looked up at her, after dropping the towel, and approaching herself to Samara, so they could only be inches away from each other. "Better now that you are here." Shepard said with a small smile.
"You flatter me, Shepard." Samara replayed as she looked away for a quick second, as a purple blush showed up upon her teal cheeks. "Are you adjusting with your new arm? I noticed the struggle you were having."
"Oh yeah, it's not easy for me knowing I'm not as good as before." Shepard said with a shrug as she walked back to the bench and sat down, placing her elbows over her legs, and her hands dropped between them. "I'm probably getting old as well." Of course Shepard wasn't getting any younger, she was already in her early 40s, but she done a lot during those years in the marine, and raised rank very quickly.
"How old are you?" Samara asked her, even if those two were creating a relationship between them, there was little that Samara knew about Shepard, and Shepard knew enough about her to figure out what she wanted from Samara.
"41."
"How long to humans live?"
"That depends; I can actually have a heart attack at this very moment and die." Shepard told her with a chuckle before shrug. Death was already a subject she was used, she already died twice, so she probably won't fear if it ever comes. But Samara didn't seem that pleased with the joke. "But don't worry, that happens to a unhealthy human or if he already born with such condition. – If you are healthy you can reach your 90s, or even 100s, but most of us die before that."
"So you will only be around for 40 or 50 years?" Samara asked her, sitting down besides her lover, more concern than ever, but trying to hide such feeling.
"No. Doctor Chakwas said thanks to the project Lazarus I'm able to live longer, way more than a normal human." Shepard told her, as she placed her palm over Samara's leg. "So you won't get rid of me that early. Sorry about that." She commented with a grin.
"Nonsense, Shepard. I…I would never want to get rid of you, so far you have been the only one who I want to stick around forever, other than my daughter." Samara told her, placing her palm softly over Shepard's, still unsure how this all worked out. It has been centuries since the Justicar had a normal relationship, so it's like everything was new for her, at least with a human.
"I was joking, but I'm glad you feel that way." The human spectre leaned closer to Samara's head, pecking her lips softly, giving her a loving and soft kiss, but then she pulled away. "Sorry, I'm all sweaty, probably should go get a shower now."
"I always found it fascinating how humans skin start producing "water". "
"I don't really know if that's how we should put it. But I can see your point." Shepard told her with a chuckle, before stand up and start walking away to get her things. "I will go take a shower home, change, then maybe we can meet up for a dinner? – I heard that EDI actually wanted us to go to a "couples dinner" she was thinking about making with Joker, Miranda and Jack will be there as well."
"EDI planned that?"
"Yes, I know it's weird, but it seems she's getting human very easily now, and enjoying it."
"I see."
Shepard finally picked up her bag with her clothes as she turned around to face Samara, walked up to her, and pecked her lips again. "See you later then. I'll pick up at 7pm, dress something nicely for me." The human winked at the asari with a silly grin, before leave the gym and go home.
Samara simple stayed there quiet, a bit shy and feeling girly about this. She hadn't been in a date for some long, long years, and she didn't know what Shepard really meant by dress something nicely, she always thought her jumpsuit would be enough, but maybe for a dinner like that it wouldn't be appropriate. Well, she just had to go shopping for a bit then.
Samara's apartment
Samara stood outside from her apartment, waiting for Shepard to pick her, she didn't trusted Shepard on driving, but that's something she had to deal with from now on. The justicar was wearing a long dress, red one, with a cleavage showing how large her breasts were, and then a black stripe on the back of the dress, it was a silk, tight dress, very asari like, when she went shopping the woman there asked her if she wanted something like asari's design, and Samara decided to take that, because when she went see human's fashion she noticed that most showed too much skin, which was something weird for her. Most humans had trouble on getting naked, and they didn't like to talk about such subject, nudity, sex, and etc. Yet, their fashion was all about showing off your body. – She really needs to study them better and figure out how this race works.
While Samara was lost in her thoughts, Shepard finally parked the car right in front of her, as the doors slide up open, revealing Shepard inside it, she was not wearing a dress, she was wearing a suit, a very feminine one, it was white, with a dark shirt underneath the blazer, but she did put some earrings and a bit of make-up. "Wow, somebody looking good." Shepard said as she looked up and down at Samara.
"Shepard." Samara finally snapped out of her thoughts as she approached the car, till she heard Shepard's compliment, the asari blushed softly. "You don't look so bad either, Shepard." She slowly got inside the car, and finally sat down, besides her lover.
"Next to you I look like I came out from the streets. You really look amazing, Samara." The ex-commander said, as she tilted her head forward and placed her palm on Samara's neck, bringing her lover closer, so she could give her a tender kiss, which made the justicar melt a bit and wrap her arms around Shepard's neck. Even Shepard was shocked at the way the blue woman held her closer, like desiring for more kisses. But the justicar was forgetting that they needed to breathe, and the kiss was lasting too long, so Shepard broke it off and gasped for air.
"I apologize, Shepard. I believe I got too carried away with this.." Samara said, removing her hands away from the human, and placing them back on her lap.
Shepard couldn't help but to chuckle at how the justicar could be so shy sometimes. You could believe that she was very open when it comes to relationship and she was basically the one who put the rules around, but Samara acted like a school girl sometimes, maybe because she isn't that used on feeling such things again. "It's alright, justicar. I enjoyed it."
And after this loving moment, the car slowly rose up from the ground and then flew away, towards the restaurant EDI picked.
Nilly Restaurant (Made up name)
Whnever Shepard got there with Samara; the both stood in front of the building and read the name. "Well, that's a odd name..." Samaras mumbled, till she felt Shepard's hand on hers, and start tugging her inside.
"Let's go inside."
Samara simple followed, and stared down at their hands, they had never walked side by side holding hands, which was something new for her, and made her happy. [i]Samara control yourself, you are a justicar, you shouldn't act like a maiden... [/i] she thought.
As soon as they were in, Shepard looked around and saw the large table where her friends were. EDI, Joker, Miranda and Jack were already there. Shepard smiled and walked up to them, pulling Samara along. "Hey guys."
"Shepard! About time, we were starting to get drunk before you, buddy!" Jack said with a grin, she was already drunk, she started drinking the very moment she got there, but not that drunk to start bothering people, just drunk to keep a smile upon her face and be more happy than usual. Jack wasn't wearing a dress either, she was basically wearing that Shepard was, but instead of a white suit, it was a black done, and she was only wearing this, because Miranda demanded her to, or else she would just bring the same clothing she wears and show off more of her tattoos.
"Don't worry, commander. She is the only one who drank more than two glasses." Joker told her, and this time he wasn't finally wearing his cap, which was something odd for everybody, they were used to see him always with his head covered, so when he was without it, he was like a different person, plus they could see better his long hair. Joker was simple wearing some formal pants and blue shirt, nothing more than that.
"You look incredibly beautiful, Samara. You look good too, Shepard." EDI commented, as she looked up at Samara and Shepard, who now were taking a seat at the table.
"That's kind from you, EDI. You look pleasant too." Samara replayed, EDI was wearing some clothing, and it was a dark blue dress, matching with her skin colour.
"You know who looks hot, Miranda." Jack commented, as she grinned and looked at her lover, caressing the woman's back with her palm. Miranda was wearing a dress that stayed above her keens, and exposed her back, and a bit of her cleavage. Jack found her very "fuckable".
"Jack." Miranda warned her, elbowing her softly, then she looked back at her commander. "Anyway, I still find it interesting how you two got together; I never thought a justicar would be with a human, no offense Samara."
"Yeah, the offense was for you Shep." Jack said chuckling.
"I didn't meant that either!" Miranda complained, elbowing Jack again, while everybody simple laughed.
"But it's a surprise. A good surprise, though." Joker commented.
"I guess so." Shepard shrugged, she was never a woman who questioned love, if it happens, it happens, she never questioned herself with that, or bothered her mind why she was with this person and not with the other one, or why that person was with her and not with other one. If their hearts felt that way, that's what mattered.
"You guess so? Come on, Shep. There must be a reason why you two are together." Jack told her, as she leaned forward the table, getting herself even closer to Shepard, till she was whispering into her ear. "Is it because of her body?" She whispered with a silly grin.
"Jack!" Shepard told her, with an embarrassed tone in her voice. "I refuse answer that."
Samara was able to hear Jack's whisper, and she was curious about Shepard's replay, wondering if it was really true, if her past commander was only with her because of her body, if so, Samara couldn't stop feeling a bit disappointed.
"What?! I wouldn't judge you if you said yes!" Jack complained, leaning back on her chair.
"Oh yeah? Then why don't you answer that question for me, but towards Miranda." Shepard told her with a frown, as she folded her arms in front of her chest.
"I won't answer that!"
"See, why do I have to answer when you don't even answer it yourself?!"
"Because I know it would get me in trouble if I didn't said the right thing!"
Commander and Jack, already sounded like two children in an argument, which was kind of funny at times, and everybody saw it as a way of bonding, but they were in public, and they had to calm down.
"Jack, behave yourself." Miranda told her, as she placed her palm upon Jack's leg, giving it a squeeze, telling her to calm down.
"Tsk." Jack said with a frown, as she took her glass and swallowed the rest of the scotch in it.
"Soooo...I'm hungry." Joker spoke, breaking the silence between them. "I'm going eat some rice with steak."
"Potato salad." EDI said, she could eat, but she didn't had to. She didn't had the hungry feeling like the others, she didn't feed herself like that, but she just ate it, to not feel left out, later on she would be able to remove the food from her like it was never there.
"Pasta." Shepard spoke up.
"Same as Shepard, I believe." Samara said, not really knowing what she should eat, maybe trying human food would be good.
"Some big steak." Jack commented.
And when it was Miranda's time... "I think I will have a-!" Then a yelp escaped from her mouth, why? Because Jack was bastard enough to squeeze Miranda's ass while she was speaking, Miranda wasn't waiting for such action, so it left her surprised.
"Is everything alright?" Shepard asked, perking up an eyebrow.
Miranda cleared her throat, trying to push the embarrassing moment away. "Yes, I will just eat some salad as well."
Jack couldn't help but to grin in a guilty way, before look down at her empty glass. "Also we will need some good wine bottle for this dinner."
To be continued... (Maybe)
Yeah, triple date at a restaurant! – Samara looking good and girlish, I know some won't agree with her personality, due her always have a barrier to stop such feelings from hit her, but she's finally accepting "love", and it has been centuries since that happen, plus she has never been with a human, so she feels like everything is new for her. – Do not fear, once she and Shepard get tight, Samara shall boss around! : ) – Tell me what you thought about this chapter, and help me figure out if I should continue the restaurant subject or just change in the next chapter.
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May the Goddess be with you.
