( there's an all knowing hum, which is really only partly knowing, because shepard herself is notoriously bad at the balance between a sense of duty and a sense of self, but. as with tony, it's little steps at a time, and most of the time, the mission seems a little bit more important than whatever she has going on in her head or in her heart. right now, with earth so far away and no respectable way of reaching it, it feels a little bit easier. the dread of doom is still looming over her head, as it does, and the threat of a fight is almost always at their ankles with the memories of the red warriors still fresh in their minds like battle scars. but - the war is at least at bay for now, and even if shepard would prefer to feel ... adequately prepared for battles to come, she can't deny that she likes this, too. being with tony, feeling relaxed. small things. balance.
she accepts the glass with her palm, silently trotting over to the mirrored wall of the - B.A.R.F., pressing gentle fingers against it. her head tilts, fiery red hair getting a little bit too long, brushing the top of her shoulder. tali would love this sort of thing. she was always - is always - excited about tech-type things, more likely to spend more hours rattling on about a sexy engine she saw than any of the quarian men on the flotilla. she and tony would get along, definitely. tony would get along with every member of the crew.
he's a book that takes a little more finesse to get the pages open - written in binary so the translation takes a little work, but she's getting through it, piece by little piece. being orphans is something else they have in common, shepard has learned, and her expression is just a little bit soft as she looks back over her shoulder to him. not pitying - understanding. she crosses back to him leisurely, this time with a smile, letting her eyes fall down first, before tracing back over him, toe to head. lavish and smooth. )
How does it work? If it's F.A.T.E.S., then I'm guessing something like, ( she steps in close, a little bit too close, and finds tony's hand with her fingers, lightly tracing over his callouses before interlocking their fingers. ) this?
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she accepts the glass with her palm, silently trotting over to the mirrored wall of the - B.A.R.F., pressing gentle fingers against it. her head tilts, fiery red hair getting a little bit too long, brushing the top of her shoulder. tali would love this sort of thing. she was always - is always - excited about tech-type things, more likely to spend more hours rattling on about a sexy engine she saw than any of the quarian men on the flotilla. she and tony would get along, definitely. tony would get along with every member of the crew.
he's a book that takes a little more finesse to get the pages open - written in binary so the translation takes a little work, but she's getting through it, piece by little piece. being orphans is something else they have in common, shepard has learned, and her expression is just a little bit soft as she looks back over her shoulder to him. not pitying - understanding. she crosses back to him leisurely, this time with a smile, letting her eyes fall down first, before tracing back over him, toe to head. lavish and smooth. )
How does it work? If it's F.A.T.E.S., then I'm guessing something like, ( she steps in close, a little bit too close, and finds tony's hand with her fingers, lightly tracing over his callouses before interlocking their fingers. ) this?