Characters: F!Shepard and Grunt
Word Count: 100
Rating: K
Author's Note: Just a little drabble born out of the occasionally maddening map system in ME2. And shopping malls. Once thought this would be a longer fic, but it's happy at 100 words, so who am I to argue?
You Are Here
You. Are. Here.
The blinking light on the map identifying their location within the markets was mocking them.
What the hell good was that? Stupid thing, telling them where the hell they were without bothering to label it with a name, or any identifying markers, or anything even remotely useful.
Shepard had been searching every level of the damn Wards for what felt like hours, and still: nothing. Her patience had nearly reached its limits long ago, and the non-stop blinking light was simply the last straw.
Shepard heaved a deep breath. "Grunt?"
"Yes, Battlemaster?"
"Smash this thing."
"Yes, Battlemaster!"
~End