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LUCANIS DELLAMORTE in Dragon Age: The Veilguard (source)

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Taking on the Universe: Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Eighteen: Assassination Attempt

Summary: Saren sends an assassin after his new adversary, the newly appointed First Human Spectre. CW/TW: Alcohol use, Blood/Injury

Preview of chapter below the cut. AO3 link: here.

The newly appointed Spectre made her way through the Lower Wards, keeping to the darkened alleyways as she carefully navigated toward Chora’s Den. She’d heard that new management had already swooped in to take over after Fist had disappeared. Ambassador Udina’s main concern after the firefight had been the way the public would react, but it seemed to Natasha as if things would continue on as they always had. She quickly walked past a group comprised of various species gathered in the same dark alleyway she’d saved Tali and glanced back over her shoulder. Since she’d left Kristofer’s apartment this morning, no matter where she’d gone throughout the day, she’d felt a prickle on the back of her neck. She couldn’t seem to shake the feeling that someone was watching her but dismissed it as paranoia as she kept walking. The loud, pulsating music of the club announced her arrival before she’d even turned the corner to the entrance. Her gaze quickly swept across the room, impressed that the new management had somehow erased every piece of evidence of the firefight that had occurred here only a few days prior. Every overturned table had been righted, every bullet hole in the wall had been patched and painted, and even all the busted bottles of alcohol behind the bar had been replaced. A quick survey of the room showed her that the person she was meeting here hadn’t yet arrived. She found one of the few remaining empty tables along the curved wall of the room and sat down on the stool beside it. She smiled to herself, amused that even the news of an attack couldn’t deter the patrons of Chora’s Den. Several minutes passed as she enjoyed the ambiance of the bustling club, watching the interactions between various patrons and the swaying bodies of the dancers. A server suddenly appeared, bearing a small shot glass filled with a blue liquid. Natasha did a double take as she looked at the woman standing in front of her, quickly realizing that she looked remarkably similar to the server she’d overheard in Flux. She was sure this must be Rita’s sister, the one she was concerned about. “From your secret admirer,” the server explained in a flirty tone, placing the glass on the table. Natasha’s eyebrows pinched together in confusion, but before she could ask any questions the server had walked away. She picked up the glass, carefully examining the liquid inside. It glittered even in the dim light of the club and smelled faintly of blueberries. It appeared to be a regular shot of alcohol she was unfamiliar with, but she suspected it was Serrice Ice Brandy. It wasn’t uncommon for her to find a drink she hadn’t yet encountered, especially given the variety of species in the galaxy. She’d spent most of her life in space but found new things to experience everywhere she went. She searched for her secret admirer among the faces of her neighboring patrons, feeling a ball of anxiety gathering in the pit of her stomach as she realized that none of them were paying her any attention in this crowded place. Normally, when someone bought a drink for her, it wasn’t so covert. They were always waiting nearby, eager to take the credit and shoot their shot. But there was that feeling again; a prickle of awareness that she was being watched. Perhaps someone just out of sight, hidden in the shadows. She shivered and adjusted her posture as she tried to shake the unsettling sensation.

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Anyway, I'll be posting the next chapter of Taking on the Universe for N7 day tomorrow. This is just the tradition for this fic now, I guess.

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Given what I just experienced living through the aftermath of Hurricane Helene here in my small town in WNC, I wish this could happen. But as soon as we all lost power and cell service and wifi, everyone here had an "everyone for themselves" attitude. There were lines at the gas stations, and people filling up multiple cans of gas. Hoarding everything they could get their hands on, instead of only taking what they needed so we could all get what we needed. It was chaos. And even after people had died, and lost their homes, and we were all suffering... all they could think about was themselves. It was disheartening.

And after the results of this election, I've truly lost all hope in my fellow man.

That said, I will still continue to be compassionate and generous. They will not break me.

there needs to be a cultural shift in america like im not talking about culture war bullshit i mean the average american needs to learn to care about their community and the rest of the world and not be a self-absorbed asshole with a "fuck you i got mine" attitude.

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My beloved Crows 🖤

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IT’S HAPPENING!!!!!!!!

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reblog this if you're okay with booping spams please !!

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Oh we’re booping again??? Yaaaaas!!

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TOMORROW your journey begins in Minrathous.

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Lucanis Dellamorte is perfectly beautiful as he is. I love his nose shape, the moles on his face, his complexion, the bags and dark circles under his eyes, his mullet, his narrow waist. He doesn't deserve art made of him that gives him a rhinoplasty, bleaches his skin and takes everything else away from his charm as well.

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REGIS SHEPARD AND KAIDAN ALENKO MASS EFFECT 3 - CITADEL DLC FEAT. KAIDAN ALENKO'S GUARDIAN ARMORY MOD

BONUS:

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Wanted to get some more writing done today, but I'm afraid I have already settled into waiting mode.

One more day, friends!!!!

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From that post I saw going around. I just wanted to add something