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"Hey, I'm no gossip, you know that."

And he wasn't. Sure, he'd "joke" gossip, tell things that weren't really all that important to keep secret or weren't secrets at all. But when his friends wanted him to keep something close to his chest, by god, he kept it close to his chest. And he wasn't about to break Ashley's confidence. She was his friend, and if she wasn't ready for the rest of the crew to know (he himself only suspected because Edi had inquired), then his lips were sealed.

His expression shifted when he noted hers, reaching up to take off his cap and toss it aside onto a nearby console. Deft hands shifted the Normandy to autopilot, and then she had his full attention. He was off duty, and anything she had to say to him now was one hundred percent off the record.

"You got anything to get off your chest, bridge is a free space. Not gonna record it, and if anyone wants in, they'll have to knock. If anyone overhears, it'll just be Edi, and I'll make sure she'll keep it on the down low."

Something he'd have to remind himself to do later regardless. She wasn't one to gossip either, especially after being told something was hush hush, but it was always a safe bet to let her know regardless.

"So. All the privacy business out of the way... if you've got anything to let out, I'm your guy, if you need it."

"You already have a big head, Joker," Ashley replied dryly, shaking her head. Besides, she wasn't the one in charge of pay raises; she could put in a recommendation, but that was all. Someone else higher up the chain had to approve just about everything. Frankly, Ashley would agree that Joker deserved a pay raise, but... they all kind of did, after the work they'd done during the war. They'd turned the tide of the war, and yet they were still paid like shit. Ah, well... what could you do, right?

As Joker was leaning forward, Ashley awkwardly leaned backward, knowing full well he was trying to suss out just who she was talking about. Her jaw tightened. It wouldn't be the worst thing for Joker to find out, but she was trying to keep it quiet. Everybody would be all up in her business about it, and right now... they were sort of in limbo, anyway. She'd confessed in the most awkward way possible, and then practically dodged him for the next few days while they were away from the Citadel. Now, she was here for a meeting, and managed to fit a lunch date in that she was... not sure she even had the courage to attend.

Alas, she gave in, heaving a heavy sigh and as she hung her head. "No, you're right, he's probably more likely to kick my ass right now than he is yours," she mused, suddenly looking almost... shy. A little melancholic, really, as she awkwardly wrung her hands. "Listen, I'll tell you, but you can't tell anyone. Well, you can talk to EDI about it, but that's because she already knows. Kind of." Besides... she could probably use someone to talk to about it. Kaidan wasn't around, and he was usually her sounding board for that kind of thing.

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ALSO BEFORE I FORGET (and I apologize this is gonna get tossed onto all my blogs).

You can find me on Disco at Cinnamon Bun#1675!

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"As long as you let me watch when you do it, I'm game. Sick of dealing with the bullshit over there. Go look up their extranet site sometime, it's a nightmare."

“Next time you go, let me know. I’ll give someone the business end of LC Williams’ ire.”

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"Hey, I wouldn't say no if you went in there and put the fear of god into some people. Just drives me out of my damn mind; it's a disability office and they expect me to stand there like my legs won't snap like twigs if someone spooks me too bad."

“You know, if you need me to bully someone, all you have to do is ask.”

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"You know, you'd think they'd do something about the office at the Alliance disability benefits office? Like benches or something? My braces aren't magic, and I can't lean on my crutches forever."

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Other Space episode four sentence starters

“Do the firings start now?”

“Do I get to choose who I replace?”

“Without fuel, we’re screwed.”

“We’ll be orbiting this planet forever, like a corpse-filled moon.”

“[Name] is good for something? Wow, that was a curveball.”

“You left for space an hour ago and it just feels like things have changed.”

“I think this long distance thing is not working.”

“She just destroyed a planet.”

“The fact that no one loves you anymore shouldn’t affect your ability to complete this operation.”

“We’re all gonna die.”

“I gather this is a very advanced and sensitive piece of equipment?”

“It’s fine to fail once in a while.”

“It’s not a failure if it’s impossible.”

“Great, we’re screwed.”

“This breakup is the best thing that could ever happen to [name].”

“I’m just delighting in all the new doors I’m empowered to open.”

“Right away, Mr. Honorary Crew Member, sir.”

“Hello nurse!”

“That room’s restricted.”

“This ship was a flying reality show.”

“Good heavens, we can see every nook and cranny.”

“Listen, man, you gotta knock this shit off.”

“This may sound unorthodox but how about hitting her with our fists?”

“Can you pick me up some of that mayonnaise I love? Thanks, buddy.”

“Show some empathy.”

“You’re closer. And I’m made of light.”

“You know what you need, girl, is a good old fashioned girls night out.”

“I put on lipstick for this shit.”

“This is is awful, why can’t we drink?”

“I operate delicate machinery better when I’m just a little bit hung over.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be at girls night?”

“They were doing makeovers in there, so I faked a panic attack that turned into a real one.”

“Your sister only wants me to be there because she’s had a thing for me since the academy.”

“Yeah, man, we are both in deep pickles.”

“Please report to the crew lounge for your scheduled fun as soon as possible.”

“Why don’t we check in on the ladies?”

“Ladies: one of my two favorite genders.”

“I hope he hasn’t been drinking, cuz you know he’s gonna be all over me.”

“He’s always just had sort of a thing for me.”

“We were lab partners in the academy and he ‘accidentally’ spilled boric acid all over our flight suits, and there we were, bottomless in the chemical showers. You can guess what happened next.”

“He’s, like, been completely obsessed with me ever since.”

“What does the default penis look like?”

“These are the people that wanted to show me their penises.”

“I think this might finally be getting interesting.”

“What you need is a guy who appreciates quality apples.”

“We gotta get back to work.”

“When reality doesn’t have enough drama in it, you don’t just give up, you intervene.”

“It’s time to get this party started.”

“You asked a question! You gotta take a shot!”

“I’m gonna drink until I like myself! Or until we shit ourselves. Whatever comes first.”

“Your pupils are dilating! Someody’s horny!”

“I’m not having any fun with you. I hate this. And I’m only doing this for the mission.”

“No amount of girls can fill a boy-shaped hole.”

“You know what you need Is a good hookup tonight.”

“Maybe a declaration of love is exactly what she needs to hear.”

“I have it on good authority that she recently expressed interest in knocking the dust off of it.”

“How do you know that she wants me to, y’know, sex her up?”

“Don’t think it through, just act.”

“God, you don’t know anything about sex.”

“Oh, I know about sex. You want me show you what I knew about sex?”

“What is that, your sex voice?”

“I don’t wanna talk. I’m too horny.”

“You’re gonna go to my room and you’re gonna, y’know, take it out.”

“I’m guessing there’s a cryogenic chamber somewhere on board?”

“Is there a Denny’s around here?”

“Did you guys get drunk?”

“I’m embarrassed to admit it, but my memories from last night are incomplete.”

“My data confirms somene had sex on the ship last night.”

“You ‘let him’ go out the airlock?”

“Sorry. Still drunk.”

“I know I’ve been a real dick on sticks.”

“I don’t wanna watch those bastards anymore anyway.”

“I’ll never forgive them for judging me based solely on my actions.”

“We blew it and we gotta take responsibility.”

“I got an idea: I could go to the bathroom and you could watch me.”

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Starter Memes: Stupid shit me and my friends have said out of context

@cargoholdb said: “How dare you make me snort Mountain Dew.”

"I'm your big brother; that's basically my job."

He couldn't resist the grin at Gunny's expense, though. It was good getting the chance to see her in person; everything felt like it had gone completely sideways, and he'd been genuinely terrified for a while there. Waking up to good news felt like something so far out of his reach it was impossible.

But here they were, and even though he was still stuck in a hospital bed while the remainder of his broken bones worked on mending themselves, the company was more than welcome.

"Besides, I had to get you back for that time you made me snort seltzer water while I was at the helm."

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A PROFILE OF YOUR MUSE. repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. if you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own !

NAME. Jeffrey Moreau. AGE. 31 (as of ME3). SPECIES. human. GENDER. cis male. ORIENTATION. bisexual. INTERESTS. flying, terrible jokes, bad puns, Legos, trying to one up Cortez in ship knowledge. PROFESSION. Alliance Navy, flight lieutenant. BODY TYPE. fit as he can be for his condition; lean and a little wiry. EYES. blue. HAIR. dark brown. FACE. somewhat round face, squared jaw, always has a neatly trimmed beard and moustache. HEIGHT. 5'10". COMPANIONS. crew of the SR-2. mostly Edi and Shepard. ANTAGONISTS. pretty much anyone the crew goes up against. also Alliance Navy disability services; he hates dealing with them. COLORS. dark blue, gold, silver. FRUITS. strawberries and kiwis. DRINKS. water or flavored seltzer. ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES? while he's been known to go for harder stuff when he's really stressed, Kaidan introduced him to Canadian lagers and he hasn't gone back. SMOKES? no. DRUGS? only the prescriptions he takes for his condition. DRIVERS LICENSE? yes, as well as his pilot's license.

TAGGED BY: @azurebiotic TAGGING: you!

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Starter Memes: Stupid shit me and my friends have said out of context

@battlemastr said: “Do you want the right answer or the wrong answer?”

"You put it like that it makes me think the right answer's something horrible... like, I dunno, there's a black hole that's learned to take walks and is gonna swallow us all if we don't go teach it to love."

Swiveling his chair, the pilot gave Shepard a long look, brow up, hands resting on his knees. He trusted Shepard, obviously, there was no doubt about that. But they'd gotten into weirder situations. That didn't mean he wasn't wary though. Collectors, Reapers, any number of gangs and weird cults...

A day aboard the Normandy was never a boring one, even for its usually ship-bound pilot.

Still, he was probably going to find out sooner or later what was actually going on. Whether or not he got the real answer from Shepard now was irrelevant- word on this ship spread faster than the flu most of the time, for better or worse.

"Why don't you give me the wrong answer first? Then maybe I'll be able to guess how bad the right answer is based on just how bullshit the wrong answer sounds."

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Starter Memes: Stupid shit me and my friends have said out of context

REBLOG FROM SOURCE!

“Need some butter with that corn?”

“Get outta my fucking buhcinity.”

“Finally, somebody important.”

“WE’RE GONNA HAVE FUN! WE’RE GONNA HAVE FUN DAMMIT!”

“You’re almost annoying. THE WAY YOU LOOK IS ANNOYING!”

“You got the thicc recees!”

“Hey. Suffer with me.”

“YAY WITH AN EXTRA SIDE OF GAY!”

“How dare you make me snort Mountain Dew.”

“___’s pretty whack.”

“I may be stinky but you…are smelly.”

“This is what skill looks like.”

“Do you want the right answer or the wrong answer?”

“What are you, a math problem?”

“Do you think dogs just hear pig latin when we try to command them?”

“The cold does bother me anyway.”

“Listen, I’m only partially stupid.”

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                         death doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints                                                it takes and it takes and it TAKES                                       history obliterates in every picture it paints                                                 it paints me and all my mistakes

                       COMMANDER AISLYNN SHEPARD​

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V A K A R I I I A N

follows from @cinnamonspices dossier & rules

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"You say that, but everyone seems to complain when she's piloting and I'm not."

He caught the ball when it was thrown at him, rolling it between his hands for a moment. There was, at least, a grin on his face at the mention of the commander. Shepard was a piece of work, one he'd gotten used to over his years of service, and there was no denying her propensity towards trouble.

What did catch his attention was the mention of the two times he had stolen the Normandy- and that caused his grin to widen slightly, tossing the ball back with a chuckle.

"Yeah, I only ever stole the SR-1. Second time, though, to be fair, I was ordered to! It was the first time I was sticking it to some old turian general who didn't think I could do it. But you know how it is- wartime hits and we gotta pretend we're all respectable now."

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misc sentence starters

@systems-alliance-pilot said: “Take a seat, we’re gonna be here a while.”

Jeff couldn’t resist snorting as finished making his way down to the mess, grinning at the other pilot as he shifted his weight on his crutches to move towards the table where he sat. “Be here a while” was an understatement- these days it felt like whenever they stopped at the Citadel, they were here longer and longer.

To say nothing of the fact that it took him so damn long to get to the mess in the first place.

Though that did give him an opportunity to get away from the pilot seat, placing one of his crutches on the tabletop as he slid carefully onto one of the chairs… and with that hurdle maneuvered, both crutches were leaned on the table beside him.

“In more ways than one. I know I’m sure as hell not moving again for the next couple hours unless we need to steal the ship again or something.”

Owen couldn’t help but sigh as he threw the ball once again at the side of the kitchen island, huffing as it bounced off the polished surface and returned to him. Shore leave was never so boring as when you couldn’t leave. He fell lower into his seat as he watched the helmsman settle into his own chair, throwing and catching the ball one final time before rolling his eyes and sitting up straighter again.

“Lucky for you EDI’s an option now then, ey? If Shepard makes any more brilliant - and in no way impulsive - decisions, they’ll be her problem.” He chuckled, threw the ball to his friend opposite and spun to face him properly. “Although…you haven’t technically stolen this ol’ girl yet, have you? And considering you nicked SR-1 twice, I’d say you’ve been behaving far too well.”

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you’re going to be held a lot one day. you’re going to forget how it’s like to be touch-starved.

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Have a Hug Nonverbal Starters

@facedtogether said: A comforting hug.

It had been the worse news he'd received in a while. Tiptree being hit was the worst case scenario, and no word from his beloved sister was wearing thin on the the pilot. This whole mess had been bad enough, his sleeping habits slipping, Edi taking over more and more of the piloting duties as he started to feel himself breaking.

He was tired, exhausted even. He had argued with Shepard, which he'd never done before, even at their worst. And now everything just felt heavy.

But when Edi had hugged him as gently as she could manage, mindful as she ever was, he slumped against her, head on her shoulder, squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to ignore all of the awful, anxious thoughts rolling through his head.

"...thanks, Edi."

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I took a screenshot of this so as not to blorbo from my games on this person's very legitimate post, but I wanted to put it here because as someone who suffers from chronic pain, I think about this a lot in regards to Jeff.

Just food for thought.