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exsilium2012-10-08 01:26 am
assumeddirectcontrol) wrote in exsilium2012-10-08 01:26 am
004 ♁ Video
Shit. This place looks almost as bad as Earth. [The voice comes first, a tired drawl as the camera on her omni-tool shakes a bit. It moves then, to her stomach, showing burned remnants of her armor barely attached to her civilian clothes underneath and a hole in her gut that's dripping with blood; the reason why her hand is there.
Finally, the camera stops shaking so much as Shepard sits down heavily against a building, not really caring about the uncomfortable feel of rubble. She switches hands and brings the arm with her omni-tool up. Her face is pretty much just in the same shape as the rest of her, bruised and bloody, although she somehow manages a smirk.] My Earth, I guess I should say. [There's a moment of silence as her eyes glaze over before she blinks again.]
So, not to worry anybody, but I think I might need a medic over here to keep me from leaking everywhere. [A snort.] Better idea: someone bring me a stiff drink. I think I could use one.
[Her eyes close just before her arm falls into her lap.] By the way, we won. [That's for the other Mass Effecters. They'll know what she means.]
[ooc: someone is back from her canon update :'3 also with a new journal name!]
Finally, the camera stops shaking so much as Shepard sits down heavily against a building, not really caring about the uncomfortable feel of rubble. She switches hands and brings the arm with her omni-tool up. Her face is pretty much just in the same shape as the rest of her, bruised and bloody, although she somehow manages a smirk.] My Earth, I guess I should say. [There's a moment of silence as her eyes glaze over before she blinks again.]
So, not to worry anybody, but I think I might need a medic over here to keep me from leaking everywhere. [A snort.] Better idea: someone bring me a stiff drink. I think I could use one.
[Her eyes close just before her arm falls into her lap.] By the way, we won. [That's for the other Mass Effecters. They'll know what she means.]
[ooc: someone is back from her canon update :'3 also with a new journal name!]
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No, I've seen plenty of walking corpses in my time, and they don't usually complain so much. Well, except for the vampires. [Now she smiles, though it's still edged with real worry. She likes Shepard, and people she likes tend to die.] It is my curse, to win the heart of every fair maiden and handsome lad I meet. Just tell me where and when you want your drink.
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Then I guess my complaints mean I'm not anywhere near corpse-like. Never thought I'd be grateful for that. [No, really. She didn't think she'd come out of that alive. Thanks, Initiative.] Let's say when I am not about to bleed all over Exsilium, I'll take you up on that. I've got a feeling some people are going to force me to rest for the next couple of days.