Hey heyy, first I wanted to thanks the people who left reviews :) I'm happy to see that some people find this story interesting (I was really scared to post that fanfic !)
Also, if you want to have a picture of Luna Shepard, copy/paste these adresses (take out the spaces and add DOT COM/ after tumblr ) : luna1502 . tumblr post/30182028981/hey-heeyy-i-just-wanted-to-show-a-pic-of-my AND luna1502 . tumblr post/32311666744/hey-hey-heeyyy-heres-what-my-shepard-looks-like
She's a Vanguard/Colonist/War Hero !
Now back to the story, here's a small chapter !
(By the way, jeez, it's hard to edit documents on this website xD)
Night fell quickly on the city, offering a magnificent view of the two moons that orbited around the planet.
Luna was surprised to find clothes in the room's drawers. Javik explained that it was a Prothean tradition to offer clothing, and several useful things, to visitors as a sign of respect and charity. The Human had decided to take a long blue nightgown embroidered with golden thread. She stood on the outside balcony of the room, enjoying the evening breeze caressing her skin. Observing the city, she wished her crew could have joined her. She felt disoriented without them and it scared her in a sense.
She then saw Javik, dressed in rather normal clothes, join her, standing straight as usual and watching the horizon with a neutral look. Shepard could not help but feel a sense of calm, pride, but also tension in the Prothean. It was only when he began to speak that the Human felt his dismay:
``... It's so strange to hear the silence. I'm so used to hearing gunshots and seeing flames everywhere I go. This is troubling.``
Shepard smirked, then teasing Javik:
``Are you afraid of silence?``
``No,`` he simply replied. ``What I fear is not being able to hear it again.``
Luna's expression felt to this statement, seeing a deep sense into it.
She dreamed of silence as well. Her head was always filled with thoughts and cries that seemed so distant. Losses and internal scars were something that Cerberus never really healed during Project Lazarus. She loved it and hated it.
Her attention got back to the Prothean as he leaned his hands on the railing of the balcony, watching the city in all its details. An idea crossed the Human's mind.
``You know ... tomorrow we could enjoy the day and visit the city! We must take this little peace while we still have it and I'd like to know a little more about your people. Also we could search for information about how to find a ship and a crew.``
Javik showed a small smile to Luna, well pleased with this proposal.
``This is a great idea, Commander, for once. But I better not catch you taking notes for the Asari or you will remain trapped in this room and I will do everything alone,`` he joked.
``I'm not very good at taking scientific notes, Javik. Plus ... I don't think we'll find a way back to my cycle before a long time ...``
This one statement seemed hard for Shepard to say as she could not believe it herself. It was as if she received a blow in the stomach and that someone was laughing in her face. Would she find the chance to return to her time? Feeling her own discomfort invade herself, she decided to return inside, preferring to sleep only to forget this fact for a few hours.
``I'll sleep on the floor,`` Luna proposed while Javik was also getting inside and as there was only one bed.
``Nonsense,`` he calmly said. ``This is my place, not yours. I can sleep anywhere, even on the Normandy's floor.``
``... Why did you never came to see me to talk about it? I could've find you a proper bed!``
``Commander, you had more important things to think about other than getting concerned about the needs of an erased people. And I think it is safer to sleep on the ground, I will not choke in my sleep by the fault of an indoctrinated pillow!``
Shepard could not help but let out a small laugh :
``So be it! I'll accept that small gesture of gallantry from you.``
She laid down, fixing the ceiling. Cars' lights were rapidly dancing in the room, preventing her from falling asleep every time. It was in this moment of strange serenity that her mind began to turn at high speed, assimilating every details of this day. She had returned fifty thousand years back in time! She had seen other Protheans and races she had never seen before. And there was Javik. She had never seen him so angry before.
``Javik?`` she began, a thought crossing her mind.
``What?`` he muttered, asleep.
``... I noticed that you only called me by my name when you were angry. I don't want it to become a habit. Just call me by my name from now on.``
``Whatever.``
Luna smiled, her eyes still planted on the ceiling. That was another small victory.