This is one pairing I support whole-heartedly.
Prompt: And then he saw her
Disclaimer: If I owned Mass Effect, the effect would be massive.
As the Normandy, battered but operational, pulled up alongside the Neema, Kal had to admit that he was relieved, just as much - if not more - than everyone else.
Decontamination took hours, but he stood by like the good little soldier he was, closer to the airlock door than others dare venture, however. He wasn't scared. Haestrom had helped that feeling. Amongst others.
He kept that thought to himself.
More of his people pressed forward as the telltale hiss of the airlock opening occured. A sharp turn of his head had them take a step back. He couldn't blame them, but he didn't want an accident.
The Commander pressed through, pleased that finally, they were allowed on board. Kal nodded his greetings, and the Commander responded with a slap to his shoulder, and a nod. Kal didn't miss the wink either, and was grateful for the dark helm he wore.
Several others, a turian, a krogan, an asari, a drell, and several more humans followed. The flotilla would accomodate them, somehow, but they would.
He didn't spot her, and despite the news that they had been granted before, he couldn't help the panic settling in his gut.
A sharp "wait for me!" resounded, and Kal grinned at the voice.
He caught the purple blur as she tripped out of the airlock. He restrained himself from hugging her, or anything that would reflect on them badly, but he couldn't deny the fact that, hell, he had missed her.
"Careful there, ma'am, wouldn't want you hurting yourself."
She straightened herself up, and smiled shyly. "Kal."
"Ma'am." He gave a small bow.
He could feel her glare. He corrected himself. "Tali."