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FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
Fair enough.
I don't know how to tell. My experience with eggs is pretty limited; just these and the ones from the planet on fire I grabbed.
[And sometimes breakfast, but he doesn't think that counts.]
Fair enough.
I don't know how to tell. My experience with eggs is pretty limited; just these and the ones from the planet on fire I grabbed.
[And sometimes breakfast, but he doesn't think that counts.]
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
That's why we took them. And I didn't think we'd be allowed to keep something of the world. Was I wrong?
[When he and Jack had gotten the four eggs, split between them, the thought was that only by giving them to Gliese would the telusa survive at all. But if recruits might be allowed to keep an egg or two...]
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
I'll be right over to your rover, if you'd like.
That's why we took them. And I didn't think we'd be allowed to keep something of the world. Was I wrong?
[When he and Jack had gotten the four eggs, split between them, the thought was that only by giving them to Gliese would the telusa survive at all. But if recruits might be allowed to keep an egg or two...]
FROM: vakarian.garrus@cdc.org
I'll be right over to your rover, if you'd like.
[What can't be heard is the sound of Sasuke throwing a shoe across the room. It fails to break anything on the way and hits the opposite wall with an unsatisfying thud.]
FROM: uchiha.sasuke@cdc.org
He's not even here anymore.
FROM: uchiha.sasuke@cdc.org
He didn't remember the time he was here before, either. Are all people from drops like that who aren't assigned to the Neheda really assigned to other ships?
FROM: uchiha.sasuke@cdc.org
He's not even here anymore.
FROM: uchiha.sasuke@cdc.org
He didn't remember the time he was here before, either. Are all people from drops like that who aren't assigned to the Neheda really assigned to other ships?
[ Her words gut him. In a good way? In a bad way? It's not as black or white. ]
FROM: md.arbuckal.adrien@cdc.org
I'm not a man, Gliese. I'm a weapon.
FROM: md.arbuckal.adrien@cdc.org
Sword and shield. My purpose is to ensure the survival of those who are my family; you, the officers and this crew, at all cost.
FROM: md.arbuckal.adrien@cdc.org
I'm not a man, Gliese. I'm a weapon.
FROM: md.arbuckal.adrien@cdc.org
Sword and shield. My purpose is to ensure the survival of those who are my family; you, the officers and this crew, at all cost.
[ Alright, so... it might have taken a few days for that time to actually appear.
What between fighting a giant ugly god baby and all the harpies it decide to vomit up on top of them. By the end of it all, she's exhausted and almost sleeps through one whole day just recovering all the neon she spent. It doesn't help that the previous day ended up with a surprise visitor in the form of the spotted white-peach furball sleeping in the hood of her coat—it's fluffy tail the only visible part of it curled around her neck. Not to mention, it took some asking around to find the place and when Fetch finally arrives in a splash of bright pink color... she should have guessed this would be the place.
Ah, well. Better later than never? And at least she's nice enough to knock. ]
What between fighting a giant ugly god baby and all the harpies it decide to vomit up on top of them. By the end of it all, she's exhausted and almost sleeps through one whole day just recovering all the neon she spent. It doesn't help that the previous day ended up with a surprise visitor in the form of the spotted white-peach furball sleeping in the hood of her coat—it's fluffy tail the only visible part of it curled around her neck. Not to mention, it took some asking around to find the place and when Fetch finally arrives in a splash of bright pink color... she should have guessed this would be the place.
Ah, well. Better later than never? And at least she's nice enough to knock. ]
Edited (oops wrong date) 2015-03-17 17:56 (UTC)
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