Ghost in the Citadel
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AN: Little look at a story I thought up about twenty minutes ago, don't know If I'll keep it up or not
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Life has a strange way of getting you new places, Liara T'soni thinks as she hides behind a large pile of debris, waiting for the end.
Her day had not started out with her hiding and running for her life, it had actually started quite nicely.
Reactivating a dormant relay to investigate what cultures may exist beyond.
Finding the scattered ruins of a new civilization on the small celestial dwarf that the relay was in geosynchronous orbit of.
Investigating said ruins.
Then the day had turned bad. There was a lot of screaming and bellowing near the base, with gunfire sounding terribly loud on the dead planet. When her guards had rushed off to investigate, they had told her to hide with the others. But she hadn't.
Of course not, if there were indigenous creatures here, she had to see them. Stupid!
She could beat herself up about it later though, for now, she had to change hiding places and move to a smaller corner, away from the strange machine monsters that had killed the guards and razed the base camp to ash.
She began to inch back, scared that the machines might find her as they marched their way past her particular block of concrete, but they passed with nary a glance and she breathed a sigh of relief.
"I don't think they saw us," A voice says from behind her.
The young Asari nearly craps her pants as she whirls around, terrified. She only just manages to keep from screaming. Thankfully, she is too startled to make a sound, and can only stare at the floating cube in front of her. Its single digital eye looked at her with what she could only call curiosity, and it zoomed at her, then vanished.
Liara looked around furtively for the thing, hoping it wasn't going to alert the machines that had just left.
"Don't worry, I'm still with you," The voice says again. From insider her head.
Before she can emit any sound of terror the voice continues, "I will say, you are the strangest looking Awoken I've ever seen... but a Guardian is a Guardian."
"G-Guardian?" Liara asks with a small gulp.
"Yeah," The voice says, "Sorry I can't say more, but your friends need our help, and we need to find you a weapon if we hope to survive against the Vex."
"What are you?" Liara asks, unsure if she should listen to the voice in her head.
"I'm a Ghost," The voice says by way of explanation, "Well actually… I'm your Ghost."
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"Ghost?" Liara asks as she picks up a discarded pistol from one of her dead guards, "Why are you in my head?"
"Well I can't well be hanging over your shoulder all the time," Ghost replies with a metaphorical shrug.
"I guess that makes sense," she concedes as she looks down at herself, and seeing only the thin environmental suit that was required to survive on the planet. She looks around, suddenly feeling naked, undefended.
"Pick up that piece of armor," Ghost tells her, and she sees a strange white square covering a loose bit of chestplate on the ground. With only a slight bit of hesitation, she does so.
Then watches in alarm as it seems to dissolve in her hands.
"Look down," Ghost tells her, and when she does she sees that her suit has bulked up in several places, "thought you might need a bit of extra protection.
"Thank you," She says as she breaths a calming breath, then she looks to the horizon, in the direction of where she knows her fellow scientists are hiding, and where the Vex are heading.
"If you run, we can reach your friends ahead of the Vex," Ghost tells her, "They only move fast when they need to, and they don't right now."
Liara nods and takes off at a sprint, surprised at how easy it feels to move and run.
