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WARNING: Mature Content! WARNING:
His hands dance across her bare arms, sending tingles of pleasure through her entire body. He draws closer, his smell wafting into her very being, soaking into her skin, infusing with her. His hot breath plays upon the back of her neck, shivers of pleasure rack her body, while his hands begin to roam. They lay on her shoulders, sensually caressing them, with gentle, loving motions. He ventures downwards in his quest, his hands grazing over her flat, toned abdomen. His lips press against her bare skin, the smoothness of his lips, gently playing on her neck, his hands venturing downwards, across her toned legs, massaging as he goes. His lips continue downwards as well, kissing lightly against her shoulder, his body close to her's, the heat spreading, like the never-ending fires of the Devil's furnace. His hands move round towards her rear, cupping them, causing her to shudder. She turns around, and moves her arms around his neck, his muscles gleaming in the light. His hands remain where they are, as her hands begin to venture and play with his hair, the short bristles gently grazing against her unprotected hands, waves of pleasure wash over her, the feeling indescribable, his scent lingering in her mind as the ecstasy continues. He moves his head lower, his lips kissing gently against her bare chest, his hot breath close to her sensitive skin, sending tingles of pleasure throughout her being. His lips move towards her hardened nipple on her right breast, as his hand finds her left. His warm, gentle touch, with the sensual feeling of the moisture surrounding her nipple, his breath becoming cool as he blows gently, lovingly, causing another wave of pleasure to roll over her. He continues for a time, before his head moves further downwards, towards its final destination. She shudders in excitement, the pleasure building once more. She is close already. He continues downwards sensually kissing her stomach, whilst massaging her rear, she remains motionless. As he reaches her womanhood, he takes his time, letting the pleasure ride out as long as possible. His tongue pokes at her moist folds, and she shudders in anticipation. He begins his gentle lovemaking, his tongue getting ever deeper. Her hands play in his short rough hair, the different textures overwhelming her senses, her passion building as he continues his gentle caressing. She's close to her breaking point, the apex of her ecstasy, the pleasure rolling over her like the tidal waves of a passionate storm. She can feel it, her pleasure coming to her, like water gushing forth from a dam...
'K-Keeeellaaahhhh...'
A gentle and sensual whisper enters her ear, "I love you Tali. More than anything in this galaxy..."
Tears of joy and happiness leak from her eyes, as she regards the man, "I-I love you too... With everything I have..."
Suddenly, her world is shaking, but her lover does not release his hold.
That is, until everything disappears...
With a gentle shake, Tali was brought back into reality.
Tali's eyes opened slowly behind her mask, staring upwards, straight into the crisp white ceiling of the Normandy's med-bay.
'I-It was... It was just a dream. It was just a dream...' Tali thought depressingly, suddenly becoming dejected, her mood falling rapidly.
As Tali began to take stock of her surroundings, she slowly sat up on the bed, her fantasy still lingering.
'Keelah... It felt so real...'
Looking around, Tali noticed Doctor Chakwas was smiling from at her, a short distance away. Tilting her head in confusion, Tali hesitantly spoke up, "D-Doctor? Is everything alright?"
Chakwas smiled softly, nodding her head, before she spoke, her tone calm, "Of course dear. Nothing's wrong. We're nearing the Citadel, and I presumed that you wanted to be awake for when we arrive. I was just about to try and wake you."
Tali nodded her head, before she eventually regarded her feet, as the Doctor continued:
"Shepard also wanted to know whether or not you wanted to meet him on the Citadel after he's finished his business. Something to do with some additional parts."
Tali's head snapped up at this to regard the woman, her heart rate increasing immediately.
Just the mentioning of his name, brought back the surge of emotions, his smell rushing forth, his smiling appearance.
But so did her dream...
Understanding dawned on the young woman.
'Shepard... Shepard was in my dream. And we... He was... Keelah. That's... Wow.'
It was true. The mystery man in her dreams, was her very own dashing human captain.
Similar to Shepard's grins, a massive smile was plastered on Tali's face as her face became a furnace once more.
Tali spoke up as she swung her legs over the edge of the bed, her passions fuelled, her mood passing the boundaries of elation, "He wants to meet with me?! Me?! Where would he meet me?!"
"Well. We haven't gotten there yet. I was just asked if I could let you know when you woke up. He said he wanted to get some parts for the Normandy. I was supposed to let you sleep for as long as possible. Commander's orders." Chakwas said, as a smirk broke out on her face as she said it.
Tali stood up, and walked quickly to the med-bay door, speaking as she went, "Thank you Doctor! I've got to go and speak to Shepard!"
Chakwas shouted after her, "Tali! Don't you want to learn something about Humans?"
Tali didn't turn around as she continued to walk, "No thank you, Doctor! Some other time if possible!"
As Tali left the med-bay, Chakwas chuckled softly, before turning towards her desk, to file more medical reports; mainly the commander's.
The only sound that could be heard in the med-bay was Doctor Chakwas' quiet mumble.
"Of course. Young love..."
"Approaching the Mass Relay now, Commander." Joker said, as he focused his attention on the displays in front of him, correcting the Normandy's path by just a few millimetres.
Stood behind the pilot's chair in his usual armour, Chris continued to stare out of the view-ports, his fascination peaking as he viewed the ancient Mass Relay approaching quickly.
He spoke quietly, his attention focused more on the wonders of the galaxy, rather than on Joker's statement:
"Take us in Joker. You know what to do."
Joker chuckled as he spoke, a smile on his face, "Aye aye Commander. I won't spell it out for you then..."
Chris quietly chuckled as well before he turned around, his focus now on journeying to the comm room.
As he got closer, Shepard opened up his omni-tool and began to type a message to all of the squad members, excluding Tali however.
'I'll go and wake her up. Save Karen a job...'
Walking forwards whilst typing on his omni-tool, the large marine was completely unaware of what was to come next.
Tali had just come up the stairs, and was also typing on her omni-tool, a message being sent to Chris. She had been given the commander's omni-tool address, along with the other squad members to be used in emergencies or in urgent situations.
For Tali, finding Shepard was definitely urgent.
The two continued to walk along their paths, engrossed in their respective messages, completely unaware of the other.
Tali continued walking, until suddenly, she collided with what felt like a solid bulk-head, like that on the Rayya.
Completely off balance and startled from the object she had collided with, Tali began to fall backwards, as she closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable thud she would feel as she impacted the floor.
A quiet squeak could be heard from the young woman, as her hands reached out, to clasp onto something; anything.
Her arms found a solid object to wrap themselves around, halting her fall to some extent... A strong pair of hands were placed on Tali's back, preventing her from falling any further.
Opening her eyes slightly, Tali could only gasp as a furious blush spread across her face.
Just a short distance away from her faceplate, was the sight of her saviour's amused expression. She had wrapped her arms around his neck, and he had caught her before she had fallen.
Smiling and with a wink, Chris whispered quietly:
"Well, it's not all bad. You just saved me a trip..."
Tali's brain shut down, as the warmth she had felt during her fantasy came rushing back in his presence. The closeness they shared, his smiling face...
Tali shuddered in the commander's arms, as she continued to stare into his deep, rich eyes.
Chris lifted her back to a standing position, and let go of her from his hold, before he spoke up again, a smirk on his lips:
"What are you doing up anyway?"
Tali continued to stare into the man's eyes, a connection established, before she quietly spoke up, "I-I was coming to find you."
Shepard opened the comm room door, humour in his tone as he stepped through, "Well. You've found me. What do you need?"
Tali chuckled weakly, as she replied, "Doctor Chakwas said you may have wanted to... Meet up with me."
Chris turned around and nodded his head whilst speaking, "I do. I have some stuff to do first, but then I'm all free. I wanted to go and get some parts for the Normandy, but, I'm fairly clueless... If you've got some things to do, you can just go off and get them done."
Tali spoke up, her voice nervous, as her heart pounded in her chest, "I-I don't have anything to do. I'll just stay on the ship. I'll help Adams or something..."
A heart-warming smile split Chris' lips, as he replied, "Whatever you want to do Tali. It's up to you. Just send me a message, and I'll come and find you. Then, we can go and get those parts. And after we're done, who knows?"
Tali nodded her head at this, as she sat down in one of the chairs, with Chris standing in the middle of the room, a comfortable silence settling in.
Moments later, the loud sound of thudding footsteps that could easily be recognised as Wrex's, as well as other quieter thuds that indicated the others, could be heard outside of the comm room. The sound of Wrex's gravelly voice filtered into the room, and increased as he stepped further inwards:
"A sniper rifle's useless against an enemy that's in close quarters. You should know that Turian... That's basic military training."
Garrus retorted, facing off against the larger Krogan, "And I'm saying, that if you take the opponent out, before they reach close quarters, then a sniper rifle is much better, Krogan."
Chris watched the pair bicker and argue, and hoped that he wouldn't have to step in if things got physical.
Wrex chuckled, before he jabbed a finger towards Garrus, "We'll see..." Wrex turned around and spoke to the commander, "What do you think Shepard? A sniper-rifle, or a shotgun?"
The spectre quietly chuckled before replying, humour lacing his words once again, "What do I think? I think that if it fires projectiles, and puts my enemies down, then it works for me. Different situations dictate different tactics."
Wrex stood for a moment, before, with a toothy grin, he nodded his head, "Well said, Shepard." Turning to Garrus, he spoke up, "Pay attention to Shepard, Turian, you could learn something."
Garrus just snorted, before he took his seat, Wrex following afterwards. Ashley and Kaidan had seemingly blended into the background, and were simply observing. With a smile from Chris, Kaidan and Ashley quietly took their seats. Liara simply walked in, and without saying anything, took the seat closest to Shepard. The door to the comm room, locked thereafter.
Seeing that everybody was in, Shepard began: "Good. We're all here, so let's get started. First things first, as you know, we're close to the Citadel. I'm going off to get some things done, and I want you guys to have some form of shore leave. To that extent, the Normandy will be running on a skeleton crew, with the ground team having their own leave. If you've got things to do, get them done. I don't plan on staying here long."
Looking around, Shepard finished up, "So... If there's no objections to this plan?" Nobody spoke up at this, and Shepard continued, "Then this meeting's done. Just make sure that your emergency beacons are active, and that everybody is able to contact each other. If there's a problem, and you can't reach me, call for somebody else. We're a team; we look out for each other. Clear?"
Everybody gave their own forms of acknowledgement, and Shepard nodded his head, "Dismissed."
With this order, everybody stood up, and began to walk towards the comm room door.
Once everybody was outside and had begun to walk to their respective areas, the commander had made his own way to his cabin, intent on getting out of his armour, just so he could relax whilst he was on the Citadel. He would however, take a kinetic shield generator that would be covertly clipped to his trousers, and his combat knife holstered within his jacket, along with 'Clyde'.
Just in case.
'I can just get some things done, and then we can continue on trying to find Saren. It's not like I'm going to get shot at or anything...' Chris could only smirk as his next thought rang true.
'Then why am I taking my knife and gun? Let's face it. Trouble always finds me...'
Tali walked through the doors to Engineering, and couldn't help but smile as she regarded the Tantalus drive core; one of her responsibilities aboard the ship; one of her joys onboard; all thanks to Chris. Engineering was practically empty, except for the presence of Chief Engineer Adams. When Tali first came aboard, Adams had been very positive with her working down in Engineering, and had been genuinely kind to her whenever he spoke with her; even going as far as answering some of the questions Tali had about the commander.
Walking to her station, Adams called over to her, "Hey Tali! Are you feeling any better?"
Tali stopped as she neared her monitor, and turned her head to regard the man, confusion evident in her voice, "Yes, I'm feeling better Adams. How did you know?"
Adams chuckled from his position, turning to face the Quarian woman, as he spoke, "The Commander came down to talk with me, about the fact that you were feeling extremely tired. He just wanted to let me know, that under no circumstances were you to do any work in here before we left the Citadel after our brief shore leave... Really, on those orders, I shouldn't let you in here."
"But... What else would I do? Why would Shepard not want me working in Engineering anymore? Have I done something wrong?! Keelah, I'm really sorry if I've done something wrong Adams! I'll fix it, just give me another chance!" Tali said, her voice displaying her anxiety as her fingers began to engage in another furious frenzy.
Adams chuckled as he regarded the nervous young woman, "Don't worry, Tali. You haven't done anything wrong. I was just told not to put any more pressure or stress on you is all. The Commander wanted to make sure you felt better first. He's concerned."
Tali's fingers stopped in the middle of their dance at her waist, as she thought on what Adams had said.
'The captain was concerned for me. He just wants me to relax. I-I... Keelah. He actually cares about me...'
As Tali's face erupted into another blush, her heart and soul soared, as his smell lingered within every fibre of her being, the dream coming back at full force to the forefront of her mind, her entire body became warmer at the thoughts that surged within her.
Tali spoke up quietly, as she regarded Adams, "Thank you, Adams." The smile on Tali's face didn't abate, as her spirits continued to soar "Are you sure that there's nothing that I can do? The Commander doesn't need me for a while, so I can stay on the ship and help, if you need me to."
Adams turned back around to face his screen, humour lacing his words, "'Fraid not Tali. Commander's orders. You're not to do any work. Guess you'll have to actually go and relax. Like he ordered..."
Tali nodded her head, as she walked towards the exit to Engineering, before she stopped, unsure what to do. Turning around, Tali spoke up again, her voice dejected, "What should I do Adams? I don't have anything to do. And Shepard's going off on his own..."
Adams chuckled, not turning around as he replied, "Well, why don't you go with him then? Ask him if he needs some company? I'm sure he won't say no."
Tali's spirits rose once more, as she nodded her head, her happiness apparent in her voice, "Yeah. That's a good idea. Thank you Engineer Adams!" With that, Tali left Engineering, her sights set on finding Shepard once more.
Adams quietly chuckled to himself, "Huh... The Commander's got no idea. He's all she talks about down here."
Chris walked out of his cabin, his armour now discarded and his leather jacket on his body. It was a plain, charcoal black jacket, that fit his form perfectly. Making sure his knife was holstered correctly and his sidearm was hidden away, the commander walked towards the bridge, a lively tune emanating from his pursed lips.
Once the spectre had reached the bridge, he continued walking towards the cockpit. That is, until he stopped to regard his squad mates.
Standing outside of the airlock, the sight of four armoured and heavily armed soldiers, along with Liara, in her civilian attire, was a strange sight for Chris, as different races from around the galaxy, mingled together, combined in their cause. A Krogan mercenary; A Turian C-Sec detective; An Alliance Sentinel; An Alliance Soldier and an Asari doctor.
'Strange is a bit of an understatement.' Chris quietly chuckled, as he moved a little closer.
And then there was Shepard. Stood in a pair of jeans, and a plain black leather jacket, the Alliance commander stood with the others, as he waited for the Normandy to dock with the Citadel.
Moving next to them, it was Wrex that turned around at first, a chuckle emanating from the older Krogan, "Shepard."
Chris simply nodded his head, "Wrex."
Garrus turned around at this, and viewed the commander in confusion, "Commander? Where's your armour? The Citadel's still incredibly dangerous."
Chris chuckled as he regarded the Turian, "I know Garrus. I just wanted to get out of my armour for a bit, you know?"
"No. I don't. I usually just wear my armour." Garrus deadpanned.
The large marine simply patted the man on the shoulder, "If you want, we can go and buy you some clothes... A nice pretty pink dress and everything." Chris viciously grinned at Garrus, as the others began to laugh.
Garrus gave a Turian smirk, before he turned around to address the man, "I'm fine, Commander. Honestly. Maybe Wrex might take you up on your offer though..."
Wrex barked out a laugh, before he spoke, "Not bad for a Turian. Although... I've heard better from a dead Pyjak."
Laughter broke out in the airlock, as the banter between Wrex and Garrus passed between the individuals.
It was Liara that spoke next, her voice meek as she moved closer to Shepard, "Commander?" Chris turned around, and smiled softly at the Asari, seemingly calming her somewhat, "Are you worried about not having any protection with you?"
Shepard quietly chuckled, as he suddenly became serious, "I'll be fine Liara. I've got my shields, my knife, and a sidearm. I'm good to go."
Liara simply nodded her head in response, as Ashley picked up on the conversation, "I agree with her Skipper, you need somebody else to go with you. If you want, I'll join you."
Chris shook his head, as his words took on a teasing quality, "I'm alright Gunny. Someone needs to watch over Kaidan however... Do you want that detail?"
Ashley continued with the good natured banter, "Aye aye Skipper. I'll keep an eye on the LT."
Kaidan turned around at this, and spoke in mock annoyance, "Hang on a minute... Why do I need protecting? I'm wearing the armour, and I have my weapons. The Commander doesn't have anything!"
"I told you: I've got a knife and a sidearm." Chris deadpanned.
Kaidan simply chuckled, "Well alright then. Better armed than I am."
At that moment Tali came running down the bridge's corridor, her destination the airlock, hoping that Chris hadn't left already.
Getting closer, she could hear the end of a conversation, as a deep gravelly tone spoke up, "Where's the Quarian, Shepard? I would have thought she would be going with you."
Her saviour spoke next, his voice deep, warm and comforting, "Tali wants to stay aboard ship."
It was then, that Tali spoke up, as she regarded Chris, "S-Shepard?"
The commander turned around at the sound, stunned. It was Wrex that spoke first however, "Told you. You owe me 20 credits, Turian."
A quiet 'damn it' could be heard in the background as Shepard walked over to the now nervous Quarian, and began to speak quietly, "What's the matter Tali? I thought you were staying on the ship..."
Tali began to nervously speak in his presence, "Engineer Adams doesn't need me for anything. And seeing as I'm not allowed to do any work, I don't have anything to do... So, If it's okay with you, can I come with you please?
Chris smiled gently at the end of Tali's request, and placing a hand on her shoulder, he spoke up, "Of course you can. You might get bored though. I'm just doing standard commander shit."
Tali smiled at the man, the twinkle in her eyes reaching Chris', as she simply moved closer to the group at the airlock.
Once near, Shepard spoke up, addressing the Gunnery Chief, "See Ashley? I've got an armed escort. I'll be fine."
The Chief turned around and smirked at the man, before facing the door once more.
Moments later, the airlock had cycled, and when the door had opened, the group collectively began to move.
"Commander Shepard is ashore, XO Pressly has the deck." The VI droned, as the group stepped out of the Normandy, and Chris couldn't help the swell of pride that filled his chest, as he heard the correct statement made by the VI.
'It's working properly at least.'
Before everybody moved away, the commander checked that everybody's emergency beacons were primed and ready, if they needed to be used. Once done, Shepard simply dismissed his squadmates, before turning around to address Tali.
"You ready to go, Tali?" Chris said, as he smiled at the young woman.
"Yes, Chris." Tali said as she beamed at the man, glad that she could go with him.
Chris nodded his head, as he walked towards the elevator to C-Sec HQ, Tali moving to his side, close to the man, "First stop, the Presidium. Then, a little bit of shopping in the wards, and then, we can go and get something to eat if you want?"
Tali spoke quietly, as she surged with happiness, "I'd like that..."
"I'd like that very much."
Tali leaned against one of the walls in the Citadel Tower, watching her saviour converse with an elder human, who was attired in full dress uniform. Chris had already spoke to the Citadel Council privately, and now he had ventured off to speak to an important member of the Alliance military.
She couldn't help but compare the different figures of the two men.
The elder human had tan coloured skin and brown hair, with streaks of grey. He seemed to be of average height and build for humans, similar to Lieutenant Alenko, and he had plain grey eyes. Overall, he just appeared to be a regular human male; nothing special. There was nothing that peaked Tali's interest.
Shepard however, practically loomed over the smaller man. His general body size was an intimidating sight to those who didn't know the man, and yet, it displayed the man's power; his position; his confidence. It was alluring... His charcoal black hair blended perfectly with the plain black jacket he wore, his eyes the deep rich colour of hazel that burned with a hidden passion. A passion that Tali hoped to become accustomed to... The scar on his face, three lines crossing his left eye down to his lips, displayed some of the hardships he had been through. Which, for the young Quarian, was all the more attractive...
'Yeah. Definitely the man in my dream... Nehya... Has a nice ring to it.'
Tali couldn't help the sudden surge of happiness and pride that filled her very being, combating the sudden surge of disappointment and depression at the logic of him never reciprocating her feelings... But to Tali, although it pained her to see it for what it was, at least she was here with him.
'Hopes and dreams...'
As Tali continued to daydream about her saviour, Chris had finished his conversation, and had begun to walk over.
Getting closer, the commander spoke, "Tali, you ready to go?"
There was no response.
Confused, Chris got closer to the young woman, before speaking again, "Tali!"
At this, Tali dragged herself out of her inner daydream and back into reality.
"Did you hear what I said?"
Shame racked Tali's body, as her head lowered to regard her feet, her fingers engaging in another panicked frenzy.
"I-I'm sorry Captain, I wasn't paying attention." Tali stuttered out, hoping she hadn't upset her saviour.
Chris exhaled loudly, as he looked down upon Tali, his expression stern.
"I'm not gonna lie Tali. I'm not happy." Shepard began, to which Tali cut him off.
"I know, Captain. I'm sorry. I really am. Keelah... I'm such a Bosh'tet." Tali said, her voice quiet, as her head dipped slightly.
Chris continued to watch the woman, until a massive grin split his lips, his features softening instantly, "I'm not happy Tali, because you didn't let me watch..."
'What? What in the name of the ancestors is he on about?'
Tali snapped her head up at this, her entire body displaying her confusion, as she regarded the man, "W-What? What are you talking about?"
Chris winked at Tali, to which her body responded with a fierce blush underneath her helmet, as he continued, "I know what you were doing... Watching a movie without me. Was it Blasto? I bet it was Blasto..."
'Watching a... Bosh'tet!'
Tali, was fuming.
Smacking Chris, Tali practically exploded, "What are you talking about?! I-I thought you were mad with me!"
Chris just smirked at the woman, as he wrapped her in his arms, "I'm not mad, Tali... I was just pulling your leg."
'What does that mean?!' Tali thought as she continued to hit her Bosh'tet of a saviour, anger clouding her senses.
Tali stopped smacking Shepard after she had eventually deemed it futile. She peered upwards to regard the man, a few tears welling in the corners of her eyes as she softly spoke, 'I-I thought I'd upset you...'
Chris just held Tali tighter, not fazed in the slightest at Tali's attempts to hurt him, and speaking quietly, he soothed her, "I'm not mad Tali. I was just teasing you, that's all. Having a bit of fun... I'm sorry. Please don't get upset..."
In truth, a part of her enjoyed the close contact she was sharing with the man, his warmth surrounding her, comforting her. Another part of her wanted to keep hitting the Bosh'tet. But Tali simply calmed down in the man's hold, until he eventually let her go. She stood, not knowing what to do with herself, as Chris quietly spoke, "I'm sorry Tali. I won't do it again. I promise."
Tali nodded her head as she gazed into his eyes, letting go of him as well. A weak chuckle escaped her, as she replied quietly, "You're such a Bosh'tet, Chris..."
Chris smirked at Tali, as he guided her towards the elevator, that went to the Presidium, "Would you have me any other way, Quarian Princess?"
"I'm starting to regret telling you about the Flotilla..." Tali said, as she began to shake her head and with a smirk, she walked ahead of her saviour, her heart soaring higher than ever before, her soul feeling complete.
She felt whole, in his presence.
'I wouldn't have you any other way Nehya...'
Stepping into the elevator, Shepard began speaking again, "So... Was it Blasto then, Princess?" Chris said, as he raised his arms to block the incoming attack from the smaller woman.
Tali smacked Chris' raised arms, before with a giggle, she spoke up, "Stop teasing me, Bosh'tet!"
Chris just smiled at the woman, happiness surging through him, as the elevator began to move downwards.
These were the moments in Chris' life, that he would remember, the moments he would cherish.
"Do you have eyes on?"
"Yes. He's at the Hanar's shop on the Presidium. He's with a suit-rat."
"Good. You have your orders. Saren's paid us a hell of a lot of money, and he wants him taken care of. Eliminate him. The suit-rat as well. Leave no evidence. You'll get the rest of your cut once the job is done." The comm cut out.
Desiree turned around at this, and spoke to her companion, "Orders are in. We're to eliminate Shepard."
The Asari viciously grinned at Desiree, as she adjusted her skimpy, and very revealing attire, making sure her thong was visible, "What's the plan?"
Desiree adjusted her own attire, as she smirked at Alonna, "Simple. Do you think you can grab his attention, long enough for me to deliver the final blow?"
Alonna simply smiled sweetly at Desiree, "Oh, yeah. He won't be able to resist me. I'm one of the reasons the Asari are terrified of the Ardat-Yakshi."
Desiree smirked as she activated her comm once again, "Orders are in: I want a sniper on overwatch, and I want someone close by, just in case the shit hits the fan. Joran, you're on overwatch. Brakin, you're on protection detail; I want you inconspicuous. Got it?"
Signs of acknowledgement met Desiree's ear, as she simply disconnected the comm. Facing Alonna, she spoke solemnly:
"Showtime."
Alona said nothing, as she followed Desiree out of the shadow's, and towards the unsuspecting human spectre.
"This one acknowledges that the Quarian is a member of your crew, Commander, and would be most delighted to offer our assistance in her purchases." Delan said as he regarded the human commander.
Chris smiled and nodded his head, as he turned to face Tali, "That's good to here. Here you go Tali." At this, Chris offered Tali a credit chit, which she hesitatingly took, tilting her head in confusion, as she spoke:
"But... Chris, this is yours."
Chris smirked at the young woman, humour in his tone as he replied, "You're right, it is my chit. But, I trust you with it. I haven't got a clue about these electronics. That's why I'm just going to stand over by the railing... Have fun!" And, with a wink, Chris turned around and walked away from the pair. The commander could hear Tali's farewell as walked away, causing a smirk to appear on his face.
"-Thanks, you Bosh'tet."
Chris walked towards a bench that overlooked the Presidium lake, his gaze being drawn to the shimmering blue water. He wasn't far away from Delan's shop and Tali, but he was on his own, for now.
And that suited him just fine, as he admired the still surface of the sapphire water. His mind simply drifted off into peaceful oblivion as he rested his arms atop the balcony surrounding the lake.
Alonna and Desiree got closer to their target, who had walked away from the suit-rat, and had positioned himself so as to overlook the Presidium lake, as he leant against a balcony. Desiree had already spotted Brakin; the Turian waiting nearby. He was blending into the crowds, haggling with merchants, but yet keeping a watchful eye on the situation. She had also been informed by Joran that he was in position and was ready and waiting.
'We'll need the Salarian if what the file says is true.' Desiree thought with caution, as the pair continued to move towards the oblivious commander.
It was Alonna that spoke first, "Stay here. I'll draw him to us..."
Desiree did as instructed, as she slowed to a stop, watching as Alonna carried on forwards, a tempting sway in her shapely hips.
Alonna neared the commander, but it was Shepard that spoke first, not looking towards the Asari as he simply continued to stare out over the lake, "Can I help you, miss?"
'How? How does he know I'm near him? He's not even looking in my direction!' Alonna thought as she stopped near the man, with Shepard now turning around to face Alonna.
Alonna released a small volume of Ardat-Yakshi mating pheromones. The pheromones were an intoxicating aroma that fuelled the carnal desires within the recipient, essentially preparing them for the melding process.
She simply stood, and displayed herself to her target.
Chris could sense somebody was getting near to him; a 'sixth sense' he had gained from experience. The commander ran through the possibilities in his head, trying to figure out anything he could about the mystery person. The increasing sound of clacking heels against the floor of the Presidium, told him that it was a female; about five foot 8, maybe 9, inches tall; and it was either a female human, or an Asari. Before the woman, whoever she was, got too close, Chris spoke,
"Can I help you, miss?"
The sound of clacking heels stopped, as Chris turned around to regard the mystery woman.
What came next, was simply...
'Well. That's not a bad sight I suppose.' Chris thought, as he gazed upon his visitor.
Stood, just a few feet away, was an extremely attractive Asari, clad in very revealing clothing: a very short, pearlescent white mini skirt just about covered her nether regions; they were short enough to reveal what appeared to be a thin pair of pink thongs to the human man; her long, dark blue legs, were being readily shown, and a very small, tight white tank-top stretched across her impressive bust, with most of her body simply on show. Her features were seemingly natural, with just a hint of makeup on her face as she smiled, a seductive smile at the human man.
As Chris regarded the woman, he couldn't help but feel something, primal begin to waken.
The Asari began to speak up, her voice as sweet as honey, that seemingly trickled in Chris' ears, spreading all the way through his body:
"I was just wondering..." At this, the Asari began to move forward, getting extremely close to the man. She placed the side of her hand on the side of his face, and began to stroke gently:
"My friend and I-" The Asari turned around and pointed out her attractive human friend, as she squeezed up against the man; a fiery redhead, wearing a short crimson miniskirt, with a small, tight red t-shirt over her extremely impressive bust simply waved towards the pair, and the Asari continued:
"-We were just wondering... How would you like to come back with us-" The Asari moved her lips to Chris' right ear, as she sensually whispered, her body pressed up against his, "-And have some fun? Just us three..."
Shepard shuddered in the woman's grip, as her words pierced his primal desires. The Asari began to walk backwards, her hips swaying side to side, her finger beckoning for the commander to follow her; she bit on her bottom lip, desire and lust evident in her sapphire eyes...
Without thinking logically, Chris began to walk forward, following his temptress, like a slave following its master.
But...
Something prevailed.
Something deep, inside of the large marine, warned of imminent danger.
Something that shouldn't be ignored.
The pheromones continued to spread throughout the commander's body, as a small flicker of his very being, fought back against the tide, an inextinguishable beacon of hope fighting against the inky darkness that corrupted his mind.
The internal conflict continued, as Shepard unwillingly followed his Asari mistress.
Alonna could feel resistance in the man, and increased the volume of pheromones released.
'This'll keep him under control. Filthy primate...'
And yet... The resistance did not cease. It grew. It flourished within the man...
Panicking, Alonna's eyes glazed over, becoming as dark as the night, as she established a link with the human.
"Embrace Eternity..."
"Embrace Eternity..."
A bolt of pain shot through the man's body, as the Asari forcefully established an organic link, rooting through his very being.
The inner spark inside of Chris did not shrink away, rather, it stood against the tide once more, ready to unleash hell upon the invader.
The corrupting tendrils of the Asari reached into the man's inner sanctum, and found the spark within, surrounding it, capturing it, hoping to extinguish the last remaining shred of resistance.
That was when the spark launched, attacking the tendrils. Once attached, the spark used the greatest weapon at its disposal.
Shepard's memories.
Pain surged through the tendrils, as they recoiled away in horror and terror. The combined pain of the human's past experiences, the beacon's images... Everything was simply too much for the Asari's meld.
The corrupting influence left the commander's body, to which he simply fell lifeless, like a marionette cut from its strings, tumbling to the floor of the Presidium.
Alonna did exactly the same, the pain surging throughout her body, as she writhed in silent agony on the floor, a spectacle of torture and torment...
Tali walked out of Delan's store, her spirits soaring as she rotated Chris' credit chit around in her hands. She had just bought essential electronic upgrades for the Normandy, and for the ground team members; upgrades that would be useful in the field.
With a skip in her step, Tali began to walk towards the railing where Chris said he would be, as she scanned for his figure.
Eventually she found her saviour. But not how she ever wanted to find him...
Laying on the floor, was her saviour. Her Nehya...
He was lifeless.
Tali's heart stopped within her chest, an icy cold grip having surrounded it.
'N-No...'
Tali ran as fast as her legs could go, her hand slapping against her omni-tool, on the distress beacon; adrenaline surged through her veins as her eyes never moved off of the sight of the lifeless corpse of her captain.
When she was close enough, Tali dropped to her knees, skidding on the floor the last few metres.
She could only look on in horror, as she cradled the man's head in her lap.
He was dead.
Her saviour was dead.
She wasn't there to protect him...
As a few tears began to well in the corner of her eyes, a deep fiery passion burned within her, a rage that she had never felt before. Chris' smell was stronger than ever, clouding her senses...
Her saviour was dead.
But by the Ancestors, she would avenge him.
Turning around, she noticed an Asari now leant up against the railing, smirking viciously at the sight before her. The words that came next, simply stoked the fires within Tali.
"He's dead, Suit-rat. Your human's dead."
Tali bolted up from her position, and stormed across to the seated Asari with unthinkable speed. Tali detached her shotgun from the small of her back, a present from Chris. From her saviour.
Tali jammed the shotgun into the Asari's head, and without thinking twice, she pulled the trigger.
Purple blood and Asari brain matter splattered against the crystal clear railing of the Presidium. Chunks of the Asari's head crest, and purple blood stained the once immaculate white clothing the Asari had on, as Tali quietly spoke, trembling with rage:
"Fre'eg you. Det Kazuat..."
Tali turned around, and noticed a red headed human woman running towards her, a sidearm drawn, as she began to speak into a communicator.
Tali viciously grinned behind her mask, as she faced her next opponent.
She would die as well.
For Shepard.
For her saviour
Garrus was simply wandering around on the Presidium, his meeting with Executor Pallin done with. Garrus leaned on the balcony that surrounded the Presidium lake, and stared into the shimmering blue depths, his mind clearing; a sense of calm washing over him.
That was, until his omni-tool blared to life, a loud beeping sound resonating from his wrist.
Confusion apparent on his face, Garrus opened up his omni-tool, to read the message he had just received.
What came next, made Garrus panic instantly. Instinct drove Garrus, as he ran to the coordinates of the distress beacon. Tali's distress beacon.
His sniper rifle was in his hands as he carried on running.
According to the coordinates, the distress beacon had been activated on the other side of the Presidium to Garrus. Running, Garrus simply barged into the people that didn't move when they saw the charging, armed Turian. Once across the bridge, the sight that met Garrus' eyes made his heart simply stop.
Crumpled in a heap, was his commander. Lifeless.
Dead.
Next to him, Tali loomed over what appeared to be an Asari, jamming her shotgun into the Asari's face, and firing.
The Asari exploded in a shower of gore, as Garrus' instincts took over once more. Running towards the scene, Garrus only hoped that what he saw wasn't true.
'Please don't be dead... Please don't be dead... Spirits! Please don't be dead!'
Getting closer, Garrus stopped, dead in his tracks, as he watched a scene unfold before his very eyes:
Tali had run towards another human, a redhead in skimpy clothing, her shotgun in hand. Getting close, the red headed woman had started firing, impacting Tali's shields. Tali didn't falter in her charge, as she simply carried on towards the human woman. Once close enough, Tali stopped, and spinning around with the momentum, she slammed her leg into the human woman's midsection, knocking her flat on her back. Tali once more jammed her shotgun into the woman's face, and all that Garrus could hear was a hate-filled whisper.
"Fre'eg you as well."
Then Tali's shotgun rang out on the Presidium, completely annihilating the woman's face. Blood, brain, and bone splattering all over the floor of the Presidium.
Tali stood up from the woman's corpse, and turned around once more, seemingly looking for more enemies. When there were none, she ran back towards Shepard's body.
Garrus spotted a Turian off to the side draw a sidearm, before pointing it at the crazed Quarian woman, who was now kneeling at the commander's side.
Without hesitation, Garrus raised the scope of his rifle to his eye, and with his breath held, he fired a round, straight into the side of the Turian's head, just below his head fringe.
Blood shot out the other side, as the Turian crumpled to the floor.
"One less to worry about." Garrus muttered, as he continued to scan his surroundings.
With no more apparent threats, Garrus ran towards his commander's lifeless corpse.
Joran watched the scene unfold before him, through the scope of his rifle. He watched as the commander was ensnared by Alonna, and began to follow the temptress. He watched as both the commander and the Ardat-Yakshi suddenly dropped to the floor. He watched Alonna be brutally executed by the suit-rat; he watched as Desiree began to run towards the scene. Lining his rifle on the Quarian, his finger grazing the trigger, he watched as Desiree was brutally murdered. Holding his breath, Joran was prepared to fire.
He was prepared until he watched Brakin be shot, another shooter entering the fray, seemingly assisting the suit-rat.
With the team gone, Joran did what any intelligent Salarian would do.
He packed up his rifle, and he ran.
The pay wasn't worth dying for...
The spark within Shepard began to restart different systems within his body, galvanising it back to life.
Once the spark was in control once more, and the memories had been contained, the spark gave up its life...
It extinguished itself to allow life to begin anew.
A sudden intake of breath surged through the man's body.
He was alive.
He was conscious.
He was back.
Well... There we have it!
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Fre'eg: Curse word. Similar to that of Humanities, "Fuck". Literal translation: Clinging waste.
Det Kazuat: Term of curse. Considered exceptionally crude. Literal translation: Living sack of excrement.
Bosh'tet: Animal. Native to Rannoch. Basically, is the Human equivalent of an extremely stupid dung beetle. The term is primarily derogatory, meant as an insult such as, 'Son of a bitch' or 'Bastard'.
Nehya: Term of endearment. Similar to 'Sweetheart'. In Quarian, it translates as, 'Interesting one'. It is usually used at the start of a relationship, and is used to express deep interest within a person.
Based off of Calinstel's concepts.