#⟡°⋄ ––––– ◜ verse: me2 . ◞

[swaps55]

Me: How tf do I make Grunt's recruitment interesting enough to earn the Big Thing I need to have happen there.

Also Me: You mean the krogan mission. Where they find the vat grown krogan that AREN'T indoctrinated and Sam, the lover of krogan, still has to murder most of them? You know, the krogan who were victims of medical experimentation and had no agency? LIKE SAM? Yeah I wonder how we make this interesting.

Me: Oh my god.

[greatprotector]

      the dossier on her tablet is still running, even when shepard sets it down on the table.  while not entirely unusual to pick up stragglers [ considering her own hand picked motley crew ] she didn't expect someone else within the alliance. not when she's on this mad, hare-brained idea of hers, any way.

             ❝    you come highly recommended, moran.    ❞

@gunbash liked for a starter.

[immobiliter]

       “ The Illusive Man put a lot of credits on your head. ” Her M-6 Carnifex pistol was raised before the other man could move, or think, or indeed say anything that would absolutely fail to convince her to change her mind. She did not know Lucas North or understand truly why he was an important asset to Cerberus, but charisma would only make her want to shoot him here and now, before she could get him back to her ship. “ The better thing you can do is come quietly, ke? ”

@spynorth​  /  s.c.

[hopegained]

@furyisms: “who did this to you?” | accepting

Scorch marks on armor were all too common a sight. Eron had a mind to ignore the charred part on his left shoulder piece, at least until he was sure he'd swept the place clean. But Alisa's question, their re-encounter in a sealed-off part on the Citadel, made it impossible to keep quiet. He gave it a glance—still the same, smelling of carbon and smoke—then looked back towards her with a half-hearted shrug.

"Just some pissed off merc boss who wasn't too happy I cut through half of his troops." Barely any challenge that he didn't bother relying on his barriers. He did, however, fail to consider the barrage of missiles flying towards him in retaliation, managing to duck behind industrial crates just in time for him to get a clean shot between the eyes. "Or more. Wasn't counting," he continued. There was little to love about the Blue Suns and the less of them roaming Citadel space the better.

"More importantly, what're you doing here?" his brows furrowed, a mix between confusion and intrigue. "Last intel said they saw you somewhere with Cerberus. Didn't really wanna believe it... but, well, you're standing there right now. If it really is you."

[firstkeptdaughter]

“Letting someone see you that vulnerable, it’s a scary thing.”

There she is. Oriana. She still has the same eyes as she did nineteen years ago when Miranda held her in her arms, a frail, small infant back then. Looking into the young woman’s face is almost like staring into a mirror; they’re identical. Genetically. But Oriana looks different, regardless, with an expression in those otherwise identical eyes of someone who hasn’t seen the kind of things that Miranda has. Fortunately.

Miranda made sure of that, those nineteen years ago, by saving her sister from her father. It’s a decision she will never come to second guess.

Miranda instinctively smiles as she looks at her sister. And just, like Oriana did as a baby, she returns that smile in an instant. Her adoptive parents are with her, loving parents that Miranda carefully chose because Oriana only deserved the best. She’s done it. She’s given Oriana everything that she could never have. A normal family, a normal life, friends.

Then, she turns to leave. The movement feels as if one of two magnets attracted to each other were pushed back with such force to prevent them from touching. It took every bit of strength she had in her to leave Oriana. Memories of the moment when she, a sixteen-year-old girl, had to leave Oriana behind, come to the surface. It had been the most heart-wrenching decision of her life.

“It’s for the best”, Miranda asserted. “Oriana has a normal life. I’ll just complicate that for her. The less she knows about me, the better.”

She cannot hide that insecurity in her voice. Miranda wants to sound pragmatic, but she can’t. The desire to get to know the sister she had been watching over from a distance for nineteen years is palpable in her voice. Shouldn’t she? Miranda couldn’t imagine the happiness from even just one conversation with Oriana, but how selfish would it be? Once she became part of Oriana’s life, there was no return.

But, if she stayed, she would hurt Oriana sooner or later, wouldn’t she? She wasn’t like her sister. Miranda had a reputation for being ruthless and cold and in a way, it was true. As much as she loathed Henry, Miranda saw parts of him inside her. And she couldn’t let Henry near Oriana. That extended to the parts within her.

Yet, for some reason, her squadmate manages to convince her to talk to Oriana. With a few mere words. Normally, it takes a chain of well-funded arguments to convince Miranda of something, and even that could prove futile. But when Kaidan argues that Oriana should know she has a sister out there who loves her, Miranda merely nods. “You’re right”, she speaks, softly, her voice not resembling her usual tone one shred. It’s strangely tender.

It’s only when she returns, she notices that her cheeks are wet with tears. Had Kaidan noticed? Hopefully not. She wasn’t comfortable crying around people. It’s the reason why she has avoided looking into Kaidan’s face since laying eyes on Oriana.

“We’re done here”, Miranda declares, back in her usual professional, authoritative tone. As if she didn’t just go through one of the most meaningful experiences of her life. “Oriana is safe. My father won’t be able to track her down anymore.” She assured, with her back still turned towards her squadmate. With a subtle movement, she wipes away the tears from her face with the sleeve of her catsuit. Then she takes a deep breath and turns to Kaidan.

She’s about to tell him they should head back to the ship, but then Kaidan speaks up.

“Letting someone see you that vulnerable, it’s a scary thing.”

Damnit. She wants to huff, or roll her eyes, but she can’t. The lieutenant and his tendency to say such profound things in the rare moment where it has the capability to affect Miranda.

In any other circumstances, she would’ve shot back with a witty remark. Something along the lines of her not being vulnerable. But in those very circumstances right now Miranda isn’t able to come up with anything like that.

“I guess so..”, she hesitantly agrees, crossing her arms in defensiveness. “I’m not good with ‘vulnerable’. Typically I can solve my problems through more scientific approaches - or with a simple bullet.” She quipped wryly.

[furyisms]

   ⬐ @hopegained ⬎

“ i’ve already dealt with the situation.”

She was doing her damndest to, at the very least, talk to him. Talk. That was all she wanted; to talk. As much as he seemed to claim he’d dealt with the situation, Alisa wasn’t sure that really was the case; even since joining the crew she had now, working under Cerberus, he seemed to be avoiding her. Whether that was because she’d chosen to work with Cerberus, or after what had happened surrounding her death… she wasn’t sure.

What she did know was that it hurt. And that any time she seemed to try to talk about the situation, to try and smooth things over with him, he shut her down with that. Maybe it was her that hadn’t dealt with the situation; maybe it was her that was still dealing with the situation. Wrapping her head around her childhood had been one thing, but this? It was a lot to take in.

“You had two years to deal with it. A little more than that, if we want to be more specific. Two years that I didn’t get. Two years that just—don’t exist for me. So while you may have dealt with it, I haven’t, and acting like this whole situation has no effect on me isn’t fair.” She wasn’t about to stand here and let anyone, let alone him, act like everything was okay. Because while it might have been for him, it certainly wasn’t for her; she had feelings on the situation too.

[keriweird]

Whatever OC is spinning in your brain the most at the moment!

🍎🍉🥭

Ok so this got buried in my inbox for weeks and I finally have the gumption to answer. Sorry for the delay! I do really truly appreciate the engagement regardless of my tardiness. Thanks @finchmarie I'll answer for Johnny Shepard-Itou.

🍎 [RED APPLE] Who does your OC value above all else?

- Johnny values his personal connections above all else because often he feels so disconnected and isolated from the world around him. He knows he's a little different and sometimes dissociates. So the people that love him most and keep him grounded mean the universe to him. His dad and mom, his love interest and his handful of closest friends. It really depends on the 'verse. That said, I would say he has a really special bond with his dad.

🥭 [MANGO] What colours best represent them and why? Does this differ from their favourites?

-Johnny's favourite colour is a vivid banana leaf green. I do think this suits him to a degree because he does have a certain verve for life. I would say yellow is what suits his personality best though, he's like a little ray of sunshine, especially when he gives a genuine smile, instead of his masking people pleasing one

🍉 [WATERMELON] What will your OC take to the grave?

- at the end of ME1 he takes his mostly completed report for the captain that abused him since his first year joining the System's Alliance to the grave. During the time he's dead pre-ME2 his parents become aware of it and start to advocate for better reporting systems. In ME3 Johnny doesn't file the report until post war after grappling with the decision. But when he finally does follow through with it he's able to affect some change.

[immobiliter]

         “ Time has gone on without you. ” Even now, with Shepard here in the flesh, revived at the cost of an absolute fortune in credits, Camina continued to question the Illusive Man’s wisdom. There were other competent spacers in this system, scavengers and mechanics and pilots who could bolster Cerberus’ ranks. Why her? “ There are plenty of humans out here who do not have the Alliance to help them. ”

@akuzeisms​  /  s.c.

[firstkeptdaughter]

Damnit. Miranda should have seen this coming. Wilson had always rubbed her the wrong way, something Jacob would merely brush off as Miranda‘s paranoid nature. Now, the doctor was nowhere to be seen, while Miranda was being attacked by waves of mechs. And Shepard? She‘d just woken up to this place being attacked by its own security systems, which, of course, were rigorous.

The Cerberus officer fired a shot into a nearby mech, causing it‘s head to explode when she heard a faint voice through her omnitool. Shepard. Had the Commander not heard her previous message? That must mean the comms channels were malfunctioning. Someone had messed with those too, then. That also must have been the reason why Jacob wouldn’t respond to her. Or anyone else, for that matter.

Taking cover, Miranda spoke into the comm’s systems once again. "There‘s a locker with a pistol and armor on the other side of the room. Hurry!“

Using a mix of shots and biotics to take care of the rest of the mechs, Miranda navigated her way through the station as swiftly as she could, running into nothing but mechs and.. bodies. Her staff. Killed. Wilson was going to pay for that.

The moment Miranda caught a glimpse of the man through the opening door, she reached for her gun, lips curling into a sneer. „Miranda? I thought you were-?“ He spoke, the confusion palpable on his face. Before he could finish his sentence, the officer fired a bullet into his head.

"Dead?“ She spoke as Wilson‘s body collapsed to the floor, something which Jacob didn‘t seem particularly pleased by.

"Miranda? What the hell are you doing?“ Her colleague inquired with a bewildered expression as he jogged towards her.

"My job. Wilson betrayed us all.“ She responded matter-of-factly before glancing over at Shepard, who was now armed and fully dressed in armor.

Miranda was unable to keep herself from chastising herself in thought. The Commander was here, alive, which was a medical marvel. She had done astonishing work with the Lazarus Project, but she almost undid those two years of work into Shepard by failing to find out Wilson‘s true nature in time. Why was it whenever she thought she‘d achieved something great, she‘d fuck up horribly?

closed starter for @firstkeptdaughter.

It was that voice again, but this time it was calling her name. It sounded so familiar to Shepard but she just couldn't place it. Female, certainly, and an association with brown hair? Her thought process was stunted by pain. It felt like she'd been in some kind of bar fight. Must have had a clean hit to the face because it felt like someone had split her jaw in half on one side. It took her until she was sitting upright to realize the voice was coming through comms. This was a real woman, not some dream or vision, and she was trying to save Shepard's life.

The familiar sound of a nearby explosion is what kicked her into gear. Adrenaline shot through her system and she pushed herself off the platform. Some kind of medical facility? What the fuck. She was in her underwear, just a sports bra and shorts and nothing else, and someone had definitely run a brush through her hair. What. The. Fuck.

"Hey," she called out, and her voice was hoarse and cracking. She tried again, "hey! I need a gun!" Another explosion shook the floor. "And some fucking armor!" Maybe she could improvise something to bludgeon with? That wouldn't work against grenades.

[izzysarchivedblogs]

clint's au verses + notes

as a general rule of thumb, @/thefleetfinest regardless of verse or ship, mel's leonard mccoy is clint's sober buddy/sponsor always. assume he is in all of these verses. Or if i have written him in / if he is referenced like an npc assume it's mel's leonard. // mass effect and dragon age may go single ship as well to be determined

star trek // to boldly go // single ship: @/crisispider

Set in the Kelvin timeline

One of five helmsman on the Enterprise, he is typically Sulu's alternate and typically takes the night shift

Post Beyond, he is contemplating a career change from pilot seat to being a security officer thinking his skillset may be better used not glued to monitoring flight controls (actually its the paranoia and trauma)

He doesn't join Starfleet Academy until he is 33, after being an entertainer from the age of 14 to 32 when he got a divorce

He's an odd one, not the most authority friendly

Manages sobriety alongside Leonard Mccoy after an incident with John Walker in the final year of academy before the Nero crisis

Divorced and sad except now he is a committed relationship with engineer Peter and he makes him happy

Friends: Leonard, Uhura, Carol, Peter and Linda. Iowan Alliance with Jim

wastelands // you can run on for a long time sooner or later god'll cut you down

Can follow either the comics or the podcast for plot and canon in terms of events

Drinking again

An absolute disaster and bastard of an old man

Blind from glaucoma

wastelands inspired au // something in the orange tells me we're not done (single ship w/ crisispider)

features my "oc" ashley parker barton, blood related to barney barton, adopted daughter clint barton and peter parker (he is married to peter) as well as peter and mj's daughter mayday

Sadly, he and Leonard are no longer sober

Currently on his revenge quest to kill the T-Bolts and everyone responsible for V-Day

Can be deterred from this suicide revenge quest because well his family is alive

the more fun version of wastelands and more flexible with plot

mass effect // a spectre. smoke and dust and shadow nothing substantial until i chose to be

Canon flexible/divergent setting of the main trilogy // time blind

One of the first few human spectres to come after Commander Shepard (this can happen in the two year gap when shepard is "dead" in me2 // happens post any ending of me3)

Barney and him got off planet of earth when he was only 12 years old, where they both ended up running with a bad crew

That causes a lot of trouble for Clint, but also makes him the best marksmen you could ever pay for

After Barney dies from injuries on a job gone wrong, Clint flips his tune and starts to go after gangs like the gang he ran with (turn vigilante)

There was one specific take down of a splinter pirate crew, that had lead to Clint meeting and working with high ranking Alliance officer Steve Rogers and engineer Tony Stark (not just a phony tony stark; but the Tony Stark of wealth and fame)

The meeting of these two, would later prove beneficial, when Clint would be set up by ex partners-in-crime and would lead up to arrested on the Citadel, awaiting Council judgement

Rogers and Stark had apparently been keeping an eye on Clint, and not only bailed him out with the Council but pitched and vouched; that the Citadel instead turn Clint into one of their operatives. he's got skills that are hard to teach, scary accuracy with any weapon in his hand.

That's how Clint went from orphan to criminal to vigilante to one of the Citadel's few human spectres

Clint has a small crewed ship named the BROKEN ARROW with a varying crew (some details will be static if verse goes singleship)

BROKEN ARROW has two doctors, leonard mccoy (@/thefleetsfinest) and (my) linda carter who specializes in medicinal care for biotics and xenology

Sobriety comes with being a spectre, wanting to be and do better; actually take this seriously as a way to do good in the universe

working an andromeda verse as well

the last of us // had to fight like hell until fight like hell made me one hell of a fighter

Clint's one of the original fireflies; when the group started to rise up in the world

He's always been a resistance guerilla fighter of a guy; doesn't approve of some of the ways that fedra control affected the world

Incredibly resourceful and an invaluable survivalist, almost exclusively uses a bow and arrow

As the fireflies start to lose sight, or as clint finds out about some of their not-so ideal ways of helping people (he is a huge help people guy) he starts to turn away from being a firefly or being the first guy to call them out

dragon age // i will wear the title oathbreaker with pride for no more false demons shall be slain

a born ferelden-er

Has a mabari named lucky

ex templar archer turned mage rights activist

orphaned at age seven with his older brother and became a templar alongside him as the chantry orphanage put pressure upon them that becoming a templar was the maker's intended path

was a mage hunter (and good at it)

quits the order as he finds himself ill with what circles have become, as the chantry does cuts him off from lyrium

turns to alcohol to cope with lyrium addiction and withdrawal

centered around the inquisition timeline, with clint joining up with the inquisition at haven ; favors mage-friendly inquisitors and anti-chantry followers most

can splinter off into two additional verses with one being clint becoming a warden in for da:o / da:a or be a companion for da2

616 // all he ever needed was to trust his own wings

Currently part of Mayor Cage's Thunderbolts

Working on amends with all the Avengers (and hopefully be an Avenger again)

Managing his sobriety well which came about after he was outed as Ronin and events of freefall

He and Kate have reconnected, and he'll usually turn a blind eye for her (sorry Luke and Helen; hawkeye fam always comes first)

[firstkeptdaughter]

Main Verses:

→ Pre ME2. Likely I won’t be RPing much in this verse, but it will be possible with characters who have met Miranda prior to ME2 (Niket, Lanteia, Liara, Jacob, The Illusive Man, Maya Brooks.)

→ Mass Effect 2. I just love playing Miranda during ME2 while she is still a Cerberus loyalist. I like exploring her growing distrust towards Cerberus and her incredible character development during ME2.

→ Mass Effect 3, preferably as an AU with Miranda on the Normandy.

→ Pirated Normandy ME3 AU. So this is an AU envisioned by the fantastic concept artist Matt Rhodes. Unfortunately it never became canon, but he made a fanart of it. See this post here for the fanart. In this AU, the ME2 crew is flying on a pirated Normandy and they’re both on the run from Cerberus and the Alliance. The ship is being filled up with scavenged equipment and extra bunks are being set up for additional recruits.

I am, of course, open to other AU’s and timelines, just ask. But those are my main verses.

[furyisms]

@hopegained asked:

“ we’ve been played. “

Alarms blaring was more than enough to tell her just how screwed they were. Whoever had set off an alarm, Alisa had no idea; she hadn’t set any off crawling through the stupid ventilation shafts, and nothing had been set off from here. There had to be some kind of inside source, someone who had tipped the rest of the facility off to their arrival. It was the only answer that she could think of… and it seemed the rest of her team shared that sentiment.

“Jee, couldn’t tell,” Liss replied sarcastically over the comms, cursing under her breath. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go. Here she was, deep in the facility, unarmed, after crawling through the stupid vents, and somehow someone had screwed them over. It couldn’t be one of the scientists; most of them were either dead, or they were cowering in the corner while she did her damnedest to figure out a way for them to get out of there.

Checking the security feeds that she could see, Liss brought up the schematics, checking where the alarms were. Not anywhere near their position, yet there were guards moving in on them. She could see another alarm, near the entrance she’d opened for the rest of their team—led by Eron, no less—to get into the facility for assistance, but right now she felt like she was a sitting duck.

“I hope you’re moving a lot faster than these damn guards are, because if you’re not, I’m about to be up shit creek without a paddle if you’re not!” Not that she couldn’t do anything unarmed—she was a talented biotic, after all—but damn it if she didn’t feel like things were going to be very difficult if she didn’t at least have a gun for the moment she was going to need it.

At least she wouldn’t be difficult to find: the sound of explosions—and not the fiery kind, but the sound of volatile biotic chain-reactions—would be enough of a signal.

[firstkeptdaughter]

Garrus wouldn‘t be the first to think the Cerberus officer has a patronizing air around her. It is one of her many.. idiosyncratic qualities. Miranda isn’t known to be a friendly or warm person. Those qualities weren‘t something she‘d been exposed to much with the way she was brought up, and she never had to develop them. Quite the opposite. Distance, as well as a certain pragmatism, had always gotten her further ahead in life than anything else.

His answer (even though he sounded irritated for some reason Miranda couldn‘t, nor didn‘t care to deduce) doesn‘t displease Miranda. Garrus is among the squadmates she was least concerned about. Everything she‘d studied in his psych profile indicated that he is loyal as he is good at following orders.

And now, he has confirmed that he was loyal to Shepard, through and through, whether she was allied with Cerberus or not. As long as Miranda would manage to gain Shepard‘s trust, Garrus‘ loyalties shouldn‘t be of any concern. Only, getting the Commander to trust her would be challenging, to say the least.

"Fair enough“, Miranda responds, lips curving into a faint, polite smile, something she‘d learned to put on when it could prove useful. "I understand your concern. Cerberus is hardly like the Alliance. We can be ruthless, if necessary.“ She admits. “In addition, our organization is often depicted as being human supremacist. Too many join us out of simple xenophobia.“ Miranda points out, having a feeling that perhaps its anti-alien reputation was a major, if not the main reason for Garrus‘ mistrust.

"But this is not what Cerberus stands for.“ She assures, placing a hand on a slender hip. If he is as stubborn as the Commander was, easing his concerns isn‘t going to be easy, but Miranda thinks she should let him know what she believes in. She is willing to elaborate, as long as Garrus is willing to listen.

@firstkeptdaughter said: ❛ i don’t think you fully understand the situation you’re in. ❜ (for garrus)

&. 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬    /    ACCEPTING ↷

❝ Oh, I understand my situation well enough. ❞

Typical, for Cerberus, he supposes, to manage to sound so... patronising. He may be jumping to conclusions here, but is it really that far-fetched to assume that a woman working for a humanity-first terrorist organisation is looking down on him, a turian? No, he’s not comfortable on board this ship, new Normandy or not. No, he doesn’t plan on socialising too much with the Cerberus crew.

❝ For you? I know I’m here because your Illusive Man wanted me to be. Because I’m a good rifle. ❞    He is not a person to these people.    ❝ A valuable asset for the mission against the Collectors. ❞    His tone remains cool, his stance stable despite having walked out of the medical bay not two hours ago (he should be in bedrest, but screw that), as he towers over Miranda, taller than most humans by a long stretch.    ❝ For me? I’m here for  Shepard.  And, let me make this perfectly clear, Miss Lawson: I follow her orders, not yours. I trust her. But I certainly do not trust Cerberus. ❞

[misseffect]

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Rules: post the first sentence of your last ten fics. If you haven’t written ten fics, share as many first-sentences as you have.

Tagged by @otemporanerys - thank you!!

Tagging @iheartgarrus @kalliesa and @dispatchwithlove

All Mass Effect all shakarian baybeeeeee

Listed newest to oldest; links in the titles.

1. Generational Talent (Formula 1 AU)

Somewhere in the bottom of the wardrobe is Jane’s spare school jumper.

2. Delta (Formula 1 AU)

The first message he gets after the announcement goes live is from Shepard.

3. Dress Blues (canon-verse, post-ME2, NSFW)

The hearings are putting Shepard in some kind of mood.

4. Third Time's A Charm (Detective Noir AU NSFW)

They don't get to the wine.

5. Tinderbox (Detective Noir AU)

"I could get used to this, y'know. Anderson never drives me anywhere."

6. The Interview (Detective Noir AU)

THE EXAMINER

May 2nd 1947

7. Flux (Detective Noir AU)

"Marvin - it's Jane." Shepard twirls her pen and tucks the receiver into her shoulder to reach for a pad.

8. Can You Feel This? (canon-verse, post-destroy ending)

"Slap on some fake tattoos and she can dress up as Jack for Halloween," Ash said with a smile, dusting the shorn hair carefully off Shepard’s hospital gown.

9. Different (canon-verse, flash fiction I guess??)

Garrus was starting to feel like he'd met her for the first time, twice.

[theoriginalladya]

Sunday Snippet

Got a bit of an idea in my head this morning for something in Caleb's ME2 'verse. Here's a bit of what I've been able to capture so far...

~~

How she ditches Shepard on Omega is a mystery she’ll never solve. 

Melting into the crowds is easy if you dress right…but her street clothes are more suited to Rio or New York than the run down, dingy districts of Omega.  And Shepard is excellent at sifting out what does and does not belong.  If anyone is going to spot her, he will.

I stick out like a sore thumb.  Why did I think Omega would be a good place to meet?

Abby darts to her left, disappearing into the shadows of an alleyway behind one of the more popular eating establishments.  A brush of her fingers across her omni-tool helps minimize even the subtlest of movement for the next few minutes. 

She’s going to owe Kasumi big time for this upgrade.  Hopefully, the results will be worth it.

Cautiously weaving her way through the back streets, she makes up for lost time.  She should have been at the rendezvous point by now but slipping away from Shepard’s party without being seen had taken far longer than she had planned for. 

Ahead of her, a silhouetted shape steps between her and the orange and green shop sign at the end.  Sucking in a quick breath, Abby flattens her back against the building and waits.

Not one of your brighter ideas, Abbs.

Abby swallows tightly and counts to fifteen.  Not NOW, sis!

You are supposed to be his friend! 

Abby bites her lip, and the silhouette takes two steps in her direction.

Why are you going behind his back?

I am doing this because I am his friend!

The dark shape pauses, glancing back over his shoulder then retreats. 

Abby sighs out her breath softly and waits another twenty seconds before moving forward.

[afraidofchange]

DOSSIER CHEAT SHEET

LEGAL NAME : Alice Joan (Kovalenko) Shepard NICKNAME[S] : Shepard; Skipper; Al; Shep; Lola; Shepard-Commander; etc. DATE OF BIRTH : Thursday, April 11, 2154.  GENDER :  Female. PLACE OF BIRTH : Capital City, Mindoir, in the Attican Traverse. 

FAMILY INFORMATION

SIBLING[S] : Amelia Shepard (Deceased).  PET[S] : A hamster; a robo K9 mech. 

RELATIONSHIP INFORMATION

SEXUAL ORIENTATION : Lesbian (Shepard fully identifies as a butch lesbian specifically, in terms of her masculine gender presentation for both herself and for other women, way of being and centering women in her life, and taking up a certain role in her relationships).  RELATIONSHIP STATUS : Taken (as to whom it’s verse-dependent, but I would say her canon relationships are with Ashley, then Miranda).  SINCE WHEN :  again, verse dependent, but canonically, Shepard and Ashley are an item in ME1 and then, after her death, officially ‘break up’ on Horizon when they reunite. Shepard starts seeing Miranda near the tail end of ME2 as they did not get along at first, and decides to stay devoted to her in ME3. She remains good friends with Ashley. 

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