There is hope in all things
That preserv
Noble in
Misguided
But ultimately with
pose
Do n
Forg t
ho yo
W r
.
A face. Two glowing eyes behind a mask. Hands, gentle, cupping
his face.
“I'm sorr-”
And in mid sentence, gone.
“With hopeful optimism; where is Padme?”
“With insincere sadness and barely hidden glee; in your rage,
you killed her.”
“With soul crushing depair; no.”
“Popcorn break?”
“Agreed.”
Shuffling, swearing in the darkened theatre as two figures work
their way across the seats. Doors open, and the quarian and the
human walk out, past lines and floating screens and towards a stand
operated by a Salarian with a baseball cap on his head.
“Not a fan?” Ossen asks.
“Never been much of a movie buff,” Jane responds, shrugging, “I
fly around on a starship, so I guess scifi doesn't hold that much of
an appeal to me, really. Though I think it was this or Karin
drugging me.”
They stop in front of the stand. The attendant taps on his
omnitool.
“They don't have a different popcorn for Levo- and Dextro-...”
“No need,” Ossen responds, “It's not popcorn. It's cellulose
with artificial flavoring. Breaks down in water, and safe for
everyone except Asari. With Asari, it heightens ardat yakshi
syndrome, causes arousal, and biotic flareups.”
“So what do they give Asari?”
“Popcorn.”
She blinks, and shrugs.
“Right,” Ossen says, balling his fist and coughing, before
gently taking Jane's hand, “Look, this movie's...not that good.
Even with Elcor. Want to go someplace else?”
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Chapter
6:
Fleet
and Flotilla
-
-
That preserv
Noble in
Misguided
But ultimately with
pose
Do n
Forg t
ho yo
W r
.
A face. Two glowing eyes behind a mask. Hands, gentle, cupping
his face.
“I'm sorr-”
And in mid sentence, gone.
“With hopeful optimism; where is Padme?”
“With insincere sadness and barely hidden glee; in your rage,
you killed her.”
“With soul crushing depair; no.”
“Popcorn break?”
“Agreed.”
Shuffling, swearing in the darkened theatre as two figures work
their way across the seats. Doors open, and the quarian and the
human walk out, past lines and floating screens and towards a stand
operated by a Salarian with a baseball cap on his head.
“Not a fan?” Ossen asks.
“Never been much of a movie buff,” Jane responds, shrugging, “I
fly around on a starship, so I guess scifi doesn't hold that much of
an appeal to me, really. Though I think it was this or Karin
drugging me.”
They stop in front of the stand. The attendant taps on his
omnitool.
“They don't have a different popcorn for Levo- and Dextro-...”
“No need,” Ossen responds, “It's not popcorn. It's cellulose
with artificial flavoring. Breaks down in water, and safe for
everyone except Asari. With Asari, it heightens ardat yakshi
syndrome, causes arousal, and biotic flareups.”
“So what do they give Asari?”
“Popcorn.”
She blinks, and shrugs.
“Right,” Ossen says, balling his fist and coughing, before
gently taking Jane's hand, “Look, this movie's...not that good.
Even with Elcor. Want to go someplace else?”
-
-
Chapter
6:
Fleet
and Flotilla
-
-