- Who am I? Why, just an overall glorious bastard -
Squadmate or NPC OC || Sentinel || 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯 (mostly)
Serious & Silly(crack) || Will match style || Both Andromedan and Milky Way eras || Not above some (multi-)ships with chemistry on TL AND/OR DMs!
DMs open.
“Asking if I’m a biotic? Sure am.” Tev nodded once, raising a hand with cyan glow emanating around it, the gravitational field a few inches away from his glove being altered slightly to render the effect.
“But explosives n’ guns are more my style. Depends on what you need.”
“Yeah I have place, not that far from here.”
Kyres then does a gesture into the area, a few units underneath his command soon uncloaking and moving out… taking the body along with them.
“I have to ask, do you happen to have any biotics of your own?”
Tevus’ Valkyrie sang its two-shots of death, one center mass and one to the dome, the spy stood no chance.
“Stationary target listening in on me? Spirits, I’d do that one free of charge.”
He ejected a spent heat-clip, inserting a new one with practiced hands.
“Got a place?”
“I been around for a bit now, supply and demand can come in many forms…
But I’ll tell you that in greater detail when we aren’t being listened to by a certain something.”
The krogan then pulled an eclipse merc down from the rooftops with his biotics, holding them in the air. +
The orange-clad turian nods, humming.
“Keep your freelancers happy, you get extra guns. Simple and effective strategy, I like it.”
There was a smirk to his voice under the helmet, appreciative.
“Oh, then the whispers on the net are true, huh. Shame.”
He’s lean up against a nearby wall, resting his rifle in his arms before folding the gun up and magnetizing it to his waist.
“Normally that spikes hitjobs, guess they kill in-house these days.”
“Wouldn’t bother with it right now, listenings are shit and the other factions are killing one another.
Credits have taken a dive since then, thought I would save you some time.”
🩸WARLORD KYRES GAAR🩸
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“You hired me for a job, it’s done… now pay up before I break your skull, I grow impatient.” -Warlord Kyres
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“Trust me, Havrius, it’s nice and all until you get a headaches so bad it makes your furniture float. It ain’t all ‘deconstructing things on an atomic level’ and “flinging bad guys like it’s nothing’, sadly.”
The opening of Mass Effect is one of the few things that moved me before I even played the game.
Tomorrow I start a new trilogy playthrough, I can’t wait to sit, close my eyes, and let this universe wash over me.
#MassEffect
“And famed terrible dancer who is picking on her buddies for being soft. Seems pretty cutesy to me. Almost like we can have multiple sides to our personalities, no?”
Wink.