- Chapter 2: Stay Awake T'Soni -
A/N: I don't own the thing. Don't sue me. Thank.
And for future reference: for the sake of not "playing the name game" and/or being extremely vague when it comes to looks,
I'm using the default female Shepard for looks, and I will avoid using a first name altogether. Just... Yeah... Shepard is fine!
Also looking back on this chapter.. I feel like I'm repeating myself a lot. I don't know.
I'm just trying out stuff. I'll upload more soon (less boring chapter to come haha)
I'll now stop shoving these notes up here unless absolutely necessary. Thanks! Haha
"Stay awake, T'soni," Liara demanded internally.
"You need to be ready for when they come in here."
Unable to do anything else until someone finds a way to shut off the prothean technology that kept her safe from the geth while subsequently trapping her in stasis, Liara T'Soni did her very best to will herself into staying awake. She could not risk being taken by surprise if she were to succumb to her exhaustion. She had to be prepared for as long as her body and mind were able to.
"By the Goddess, you need to focus," she snapped at herself once again.
Unfortunately, as the hours went by, it was getting increasingly difficult to stay alert. Her sense of time began to warp as she found herself slipping further and further into the manipulative hands of anxiety, malnutrition and exhaustion. It played with her mind, whispering to her, repeating her worries back to her.
"I will get out of here.", Liara whispered in a low tone, her throat aching at the words.
No one has spoken to her since the krogan and the geth began to spread out in search of an alternate way into the room in which she held herself captive. She had no real reason to speak other than expressing her thoughts aloud.
"I need to get out of here." Liara muttered again to herself.
She is unsure of whether she actually believed it, or if she was trying to persuade the doubt in her head to be more optimistic. Any attempt in reassurance, no matter how futile, was better than nothing.
Liara began to feel lightheaded and dizzy. She never planned for any of this to happen. It was only a matter of time before she would either have to face the army of geth head on, be captured, killed, die in these ruins while in stasis, or any combination of those. No matter what, she was screwed. She didn't want to believe it, but her worries kept creeping up on her as time went on.
"How long has it been?", Liara pondered.
It didn't help that there was no natural light filtering into the ruins, or any other sort of point of reference she could use in order to figure out how much time has passed. Even the couple of remaining geth that were ordered to stay behind directly on the other side of the barrier curtain have wandered off. She could hear their mechanical footsteps and occasional beeps and hums, but otherwise, that was it.
It's not like she was going anywhere anytime soon.
Liara felt a pang of hunger in her gut. Her stomach growled angrily. She groaned at the uncomfortable feeling of her empty stomach protesting so loudly.
It was getting to the point where she began to hope that the geth actually do end up finding some way in...
At least before she starves to death.
She sighed, exasperated and exhausted. Her muscles ached from being suspended in the same position. Her head pounded from the mix of emotions and thoughts she continuously tried to calm down while simultaneously making an effort to maintain her focus on her surroundings. The weight of her eyelids began to feel like too much of an onerous task to hold up. She had no idea how long she was holding them up. All of this is incredibly tiring. It's too tiring.
Liara's mind began to drift off. Against her will, she started to doze off. Drowsy and delirious from her racing thoughts and deteriorating state of health due to being held up and stuck for so long with little to no outside stimuli, her mind wandered off to rest.