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    I'm barely off the ladder before there are projectiles flying at my head. It seems these Mercs don't know when to cut their losses. Although, since they agreed to go after Shepard in the first place I guess they weren't ever very bright.    Lola takes cover behind a crate, charging her biotic flare. She peeks her head around the corner, getting a quick mental picture of their layout, and then launches it. Half a second later I feel the rush of energy as it explodes, taking out 2 mercs and knocking down 3 others.    Wrex grins. "That's more like it."    I have to admit, after being trapped in a vault to die the mercs screams are making

    I slip into bed past midnight, trying really hard not to wake her. Shepard turned in a few hours ago, allowing me to deal with my requisition reports distraction free. I shouldn't have been far behind her, I should have had my reports done hours ago, but it was hard to make my mind focus. Today is the day. In a few short hours Shepard will be all geared up and fighting for the first time since the Reapers fell.    I prop myself up on one elbow and study her, making use of the dim light coming from the bathroom. Her long brown hair is pulled up in a ponytail, the same as it is every night. Whether she does it to keep it from knotting up o

Two years. 
Two years since he’d been rushed into a Normandy escape pod and blasted into space. Two years since he’d watched that glorious ship explode into pieces across the starry sky, that leviathan of a ship beyond that had taken her down slowly turning and leaving the way it had come. Two years since he’d received notice in that little hospital that there were only few casualties with the loss of the Normandy. As he flipped through the roster, one name making him pause and stare at the screen, wishing he wasn’t reading it properly. 
Harley Lynn Shepard, right there next to the photo taken when she&r

 After Garrus had showered and Shepard had eaten, the two made their way to the edge of the cliff. The water below crashed upon wall, birds flew to and fro the rock-face. The sun was warm on their backs and the breeze was a welcomed feeling. They sat close together and let their feet dangle over the edge. Shepard looked to the sky, her eyes rested on the ruined Citadel, there were numerous ships surrounding it, more than she could see, that was for sure. They had begun repairs a few days after the Reapers were destroyed. Garrus' hand held Shepard's held, pulling her closer to him. Her head rested on his shoulder and her eyes were diverted t

Solid Fluidity, Chapter 37 Mass Effect fanfiction, Alternate Universe Pairing: Garrus Vakarian + Jane Shepard (femShep) Rated M, don't read this story if you don't like reading about sex. One quote verbatim from the game because perfection. Also, some cameos, I didn't plan it that way, I swear, they just turned up! One thing nobody tells you before you sign up on a fancy new ship with or without aliens is -- how boring spaceflight is. After the mission on Feros they had yet another frustrating talk with the Council. Garrus could not understand why the councillors were so reluctant to accept that Saren became increasingly dangerous. Shepar

Title: Nightmares and Dreams and Sweet Little Things Author: ElCapitan18 Game: Dragon Age Characters/Pairing: F!Trevelyan and Cullen Disclaimer: All recognizable content belongs to Bioware ~*~ How had this happened? Well, okay, she knew how it had happened. The science of it wasn’t what concerned Felicia Trevelyan, what concerned her was that the safeguards that she had put into place to prevent this very thing had finally failed her. Andraste’s tits, she thought as she rubbed the furrow from her brow. “—Inquisitor,” Josephine’s beautifully accented voice pulled her from her thoughts. The Antivan woman q