It was a tense moment.
It was a stare-down between the serious code-bound justicar Samara and the ever energetic recruit Erin. I bit my lip in anticipation. Even Miranda and Javik looked a little worried about the outcome. Erin cocked her head to the side before surveying Samara again.
Samara kept stock still, her judgmental gaze still sternly fixed on the crew's youngest member of Team Shepard. Erin stood up straight again before pitching forward, past Samara and dashing at the cook of the crew and shoving him aside. Her hands flew across the workspace before she settled down.
When she turned and found everyone staring at her, "What, the soup was burning?" She replied.
"Are you sure you should have this one aboard." Samara asked.
"Sometimes I question it too, but she's is our youngest member." Shepard replied.
"Even if she is the youngest, what pass does that give her?" Samara asked with a skeptical frown.
Any reply Shepard would have given was interrupted by Erin.
"FEAR MY SAUCY SPOON OF JUSTICE!" Erin declared and both women looked over to see the youngest woman waving a spoon of spaghetti sauce at Chakwas while the doctor staggered about, overcome by a ferocious wave of giggles.
"I believe…she keeps a form of sanity aboard the ship." Shepard laughed.
"Such as," Samara asked.
"She's one of the few here that still has some form of mental innocence." Shepard replied.
"I will look out for it." Samara nodded.
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I…oh my…crystalfox127, you are trying to kill me…
She…you…you reviewed all 24 of the chapters…like you did with another story of mine…
MY LORD WOMAN! I missed it, thinking it was another story then I looked at the title and it was like… 'omfgshereviewedallofthemomgomgomgwtfI3U'.
So…apparently Crys has adoption rights for Erin. Have fun you two!
Songbird 0.o