#biotic-raptor-lady

[awellboiledicicle]

Tattoo - a nebula in the shape of a cat.

cosmic cat!! yess

[captainlordauditor]

biotic-raptor-lady replied to your post “wearesoulbinder replied to your post: ...”

There's a free pen and paper rpg called Honey Heist that's a Leverage AU with bears. It is amazing.

which kind of bear either way im in

[rayshippouuchiha]

Would you ever consider writing an au where Toni and Rhodey end up together? Love everything you write.

I waffle on this very very hard because the main point of Toni and Rhodey’s relationship is that their devotion and love for each other defies all expectations and is wholly platonic.

There are, in my mind, a hand full of points in LoW where their relationship would have turned if they were ever going to go that route.

So, overall, I’d have to say no. Sex and romantic emotions between them isn’t something I ever see myself writing.

[grandenchanterfiona]

biotic-raptor-lady replied to your post: No one cares but, of the NV companions, I would...

I’d have guessed Raul.

Do ghouls have to eat? Cuz if they do, then yes, Raul is probably best.

But if not, he’d be out of practice.

[idontunderstandwhydoyouneedmyurl]

For mea questions - 9 and 18?

9. What’s their favorite memory they have of their sibling? Of their parents?

Unfortunately, Veronica’s homelife was fairly lonely. With both parents being incredibly busy with their jobs, especially Alec, it was usually just her and Scott. The two balance each other out; Scott is reckless but keeps an even head under pressure, where Veronica is more logical and cautious, but has a viscous temper when provoked. The twins got into a lot of trouble together, the most memorable memory of which is when they were barely 16.Their mother had died only months before, and news of their father’s work with AI had gotten out. With their family name in tatters, along with their hopes of someday being N7s theirselves, the twins went out for a (very illegal) drink at a seedy krogan bar to get their minds off things. Someone (a salarian? Human? Veronica can’t even remember) started blustering loudly to them about what a failure Alec is. Veronica was mad, but held her tongue when Scott urged her not to lose her cool. She managed it until the drunkard slurred that their mom probably died because of the AI work. At this point, Scott basically shrugged and gave up on keeping Veronica calm.The bar fight resulted in Veronica’s left arm being broken, a scar on her chin from a krogan’s fist, the scattered scars on the left side of Scott’s face from being knocked onto a shattered bottle, one of his fingers being broken, and a lifetime ban from the little bar. Alec was considerably less than pleased, but the experience helped reassure the twins that no matter what life threw at them, they always had each other’s backs.

As far as favorite memories with her parents, family dinners were few and far between. Mostly they were hastily eaten protein packs while cramming for exams, or practicing with a rifle. But once a month, the family made every effort to spend at least one whole day together in the Citadel’s garden area. No research, no alliance entrance exam studying, no N7 business. Just family.One such trip, when the twins were 11, ended in Alec accidentally bumping into a bush that had a small behive growing in it. (How bees got on the Citadel, nobody knows, or will admit). The day ended with Alec being escorted to medical for an epinephrine shot despite his slurred reassurances that he was fine, after he ran for it. The bees were quicker, something his N7 companions were quick to tease about. Despite the brief worry about his bee allergy, which had been passed to Veronica, the sight of the man she’d always idolized running like hell from a swarm of bees always made her chuckle.

18. What does Ryder do in their spare time? What are their hobbies and interests? Do they share these with their friends, or are they more private?

Veronica loves rock-climbing, casually and competitively. Her childhood was spent challenging Scott to race her, or to stop fiddling with his model spaceships and to time her ascent. Her companions figure this out when they come across a cliff that’s “too steep to climb” according to Cora, but instead of turning away, Veronica starts scaling it.But when it’s time for some cool down, or just to spend some quiet time alone, you can catch her doing some loose yoga poses. You have to be very special to find out, but Veronica is all kinds of flexible.

(Thanks so much for the ask!!)

[crqstalite]

Solivagant.

(a.) wandering alone.

for MER 2020. day 2, hobbies. set in 2183, pre-virmire. spoiler for virmire.

-

"Skipper..." Ashley says warningly, sliding a capacity mod back onto her own rifle.

"I know what I'm doing, Ash." The blonde woman raises an eyebrow, brushing a curl out of her eye as she replaces a mod on Shepard's rifle, "You might be gunnery chief, but I'm still corporal. I can take care of weapons."

"Not that I don't believe you, but you know that mod is going to throw Shepard off, right?" Ashley taps the new barrel of the gun with a nail, "Too heavy for her."

"She's been asking for something with more of an oomph, you know that as well as I do," Finally, Annika lifts her head from her focus of the day, lavender eyes twinkling in the dim light of the cargo bay. She shifts her legs from underneath her where she'd been sitting on a crate to look up at Ashley, "Short of giving her a Mattock instead, this is the best solution. More power without giving her a brand new gun, just a simple upgrade to the barrel is all. It's not like she's a vanguard and needs the weight gone...we've still got ultralight material to put over this, right?"

"I told you we've needed a resupply for weeks now," Ashley shakes her head, giving her an 'I told you so' look that makes Annika pout, "Already applied them to Vakarian's sniper rifle and Alenko's pistol. You know how they get, they rely on those things like water."

Annoyed, she considers taking it out before she stands from her seat on the crate next to the weapons table, sliding it onto the cool metal surface, "And I told Shepard we needed to requisition more if we were going to really hit the Geth where it hurt if she keeps bringing in all these new weapons. Don't put this on me, Ash."

"Never said I was," She responds. Though, her voice retains a softer tone as Annika begins rustling around for other mods underneath the table and surely to prove her bluff on them being out of the lightener, "I'm just saying, we can't risk it going in blind and with mods we're not used to on Virmire. Who knows what we'll find down there? Maybe a whole damn nest of Geth."

"And I'm saying that if the Commander wants her firepower, then she'll have to compensate elsewhere for recoil," Ashley rolls her eyes, crossing her arms as Annika tsks in disappointment. No material to lighten the load, and true to Ashley words, they hadn't properly restocked or upgraded for a while now. No mods that were any lighter to replace the one she'd just installed either, not without sacrificing the whole reason she'd found it in the first place anyway, "Not like she has many other options before we give her a shotgun and throw her at a Colossus."

After a pause, maybe of thought because the other woman laughs goodnaturedly, Ashley holds out a hand to pull Annika back up from her crouched over position. She accepts it gratefully, though there's a smirk that smolders just beneath her mahogany irises. Annika sighs loudly, "I'm not admitting you're the better weaponsmith, just because I can't find the mod, Williams."

"Then you'd also know the recoil on Liara's pistol is going to screw her over, right?" She asks, smugly gesturing towards the small gun that their new Asari teammate used. It was surprisingly unused, though Annika blames that on the fact that other than Noveria, she hadn't seen much action outside of their excursions to uncharted worlds, "She doesn't rely on it much, but --"

"But biotics have to play it safe yeah, yeah I know. But the damage that the increased clip size and piercing mod is going to do? It'll more than be a fair replacement. Poor girl will have to get used to it if she intends to stick around." Annika responds, before doing a double take and narrowing her eyes at the mod that was recently installed on the clean Stinger they'd finished hours ago. It could become a problem, especially if Liara wasn't used to having such a heavy weapon. By Alliance standards, she was considered an adept, and adepts were usually lithe and light on their feet. Weighing her down...

But she didn't want to admit that to the woman in front of her. Annika would consider that defeat. And she was determined to defend the decision.

"Thinking over it again?" Ashley asks, as if she can read her mind.

"And what about Wrex and Tali? You stabilized their shotguns, but you took away the capacity and pellet size." Annika responds, sliding the offending Scimitar over to the gunnery chief, "You know that's like, Wrex's entire combat style, right? Up and in your face, face full of big ass pellets."

"The closer he is, which he always ends up being, the more damage it will do. Less recoil equals more accuracy, which equals more Geth flailing on their asses," Ashley says, moving to store the rest of the weapons away, "You know that."

Annika rolls her eyes, leaning against the weapon table while Ashley meticulously places each weapon back in the correct locker. Annika might only be the second-rate weaponsmith on the Normandy (that wasn't to say she also hadn't picked it up shortly after Akuze as a coping mechanism -- little wires and mods were easier to deal with than her therapist asking her all sorts of questions everyday of the week), and they might butt heads a lot about mods, but she wouldn't want to do it with anyone else, "Yeah, I know that."

"Good. I'm headed up to the mess, you want anything?" Ashley asks, pulling her hair tie out and letting her hair fall around her shoulders, "Energy bar, water?"

It's hard to look away from her for a second there, watching as she puts it right back up into a ponytail at the base of her neck. She might not be the most feminine woman, but Annika can't keep from admitting she's still beautiful. Smart. Tactful. Just enough sarcasm where it's witty instead of annoying.

And rather mean when it came to modding weapons. She's convinced Ashley does it to get a rise out of her. Yet weapons were fickle things, and they'd probably solved more problems together rather than apart.

"Skipper?" She asks again, and Annika jumps a bit as Ashley smiles, "You want to come up with me? We probably won't be planetside 'till at least noon tomorrow anyway."

"Yeah," She wipes her hands down on her pant legs, striding after the gunnery chief, "I'm still right, you know."

"Keep telling yourself that, Nik. Maybe you will be right one day," Annika gives her a mock offended look, gently nudging her shoulder, "Hey, you don't have to injure the messenger!"

"Well, if the messenger is a pretty lady, I guess I won't," Annika shrugs as she steps out of the elevator, making a quick turn into the mess. Ashley has a somewhat stunned look on her face before she catches up, Annika grinning.

"You can't compliment me into buying you a new Raptor through flattery, Skipper," Ashley reminds her, and Annika groans. That hadn't been her original plan, but maybe she had been dropping hints about the new model around the other woman more than usual, and maybe Ashley did know that she loved their line of assault rifles, "Or install those dubiously-legal mods you found on Noveria." She adds, which puts the next nail in the coffin.

"You're killing me woman, and they're not dubiously-legal, Shepard just didn't want them because she uses a different brand. Parasini gave them to us for a job well done," Annika sticks out her tongue, frowning as she washes her hands and starts the coffee machine. Ashley comes around a moment later, eyes sparkling with mischief, "Whether they can blow up in my face or not if I install them incorrectly is beyond the point."

"Riiiighht," Ashley comments, "Because that's exactly what we need, while chasing down a rogue spectre agent with an army of Geth. Alenko is going to have his hands full if you do, exploding experimental parts in the field. Chakwas won't let you hear the end of it."

"You make it sound like I don't know what I'm doing," Annika tsks sarcastically, "You wound me, Ash."

"Aww, did I hurt your feelings?" She asks, chuckling. Ashley nudges her shoulder with her own, "You're good at what you do. I'm just better."

"And you're horrible at giving pep talks, by the way." Annika says. When she turns, Ashley is marginally closer than she was before. She hesitates for a moment, before her omni-tool pings on her wrist. Tali. Ashley pulls away to find something other the cabinets. Annika has never been so glad the lights are so dim in the SR-1, as her cheeks flush.

They spend the rest of the afternoon arguing about weapon parts, about mods, about models. It was never a competition, but they compare reassembly times. Annika wins by three seconds. They promise each other a rematch after the Virmire mission.

She doesn't receive her rematch.

Instead, she gets the last pistol Ashley eventually left behind because of the lack of accuracy, left on the weapons table.

En route to the Citadel two days later, she sits back down on the crate, gently taking apart the gun to reassemble it. She has to put the parts down after a while because of tears that threaten to ruin the wiring, curling up on herself as she sobs quietly.

She should've let Ash have her way.

But now?

The new Raptor she's buying when they hit the Citadel is going to be the way Ash would do it. And she's going to use it to put a pulse shot through Saren's head, right in between those beady blue eyes.

[awellboiledicicle]

biotic-raptor-lady replied to your post: fun fact, for the longest time i thought jeff...

See, I have the opposite thing. I too never saw a picture of him but I used to be all “Ooh! Space! Electric cars!” And imagined him looking like the charismatic future.Now I see pictures of him everywhere and think “Yeah, he looks like the sort of potato who’d vote for Trump.”

i heard he sent an unsanitized car into space and after i was done screaming about the possible havoc that'd cause on an alien ecosystem, i was just Over IT

[awellboiledicicle]

biotic-raptor-lady replied to your post: A christian just came into the notes of my...

wow, that’s…a new depth of stupid, really

i looked at it for a full 3 mins processing it

[awellboiledicicle]

biotic-raptor-lady replied to your post: I also had a dream that i was in a zombie...

“that doesn’t mean we should be uncivilized makes me think she was trying to invite the zombies in for tea.

She actually was upset about how much i was damaging the aesthetic of their mcmanor by boarding up the windows and setting up blocks for the doors. She felt that the fortifications made the house look, quote, "like it was made by some sort of trailer trash garbage" it took all my strength to not deck her most the dream

[awellboiledicicle]

biotic-raptor-lady replied to your post “On Family Feud they had a question that was “Name a superhero you’d...”

But he has a really nice house, so if he was your neighbour that would probably mean you were rich enough to move somewhere else, sell the house next to stately Wayne manor and give money to everyone.

My pal, it implies you live there full time ok.  Even if i sold said house, i’d have to keep that shit not on fire and convince some stupid fucker to buy it. How could I, in good faith, sell someone a probable death trap?

The best I could do would be going “Yo, Bruce, you need some more acreage for your million adopted children and assorted animals? I’m getting out of this town. No, nothing illegal, you’d know. I’m just a very anxious jewish person and with all the shit going on around here, I’m fearing the day someone pops up with a list with my name on it. Ok, i’ll come over with the paperwork tomorrow around lunch. Say hi to batcow for me.”

Like that’s the best scenario there. Like literally that or me turning it into an orphanage that is FANTASTICALLY safe because Wayne Industries is constantly making donations and no one touches it because Batman wILL fuck you up.

like im pretty sure thats the only good option

[awellboiledicicle]

biotic-raptor-lady replied to your post: Why is it, inevitably, when i ask for help… by the...

I’m sorry this is making you stressed. Hopefully it’ll make more sense when you start playing - that’s what I always find when I’m trying a new rule or system or whatever. Honestly, my advice would be to ignore everyone and talk to your DM. Maybe she can run a short tutorial w just you. That’s what I do w new players. And honestly, it’s ok if you have to ask what you’re rolling/adding every time. This shit is complicated and no one understands everything immediately. And I’ve said it before, but if I had a player as creative as you and with such a good grasp of your characters as you in a game I’d be fucking skipping for joy. You’re gonna be brilliant.

I’m hoping its easier as we go -.-;;;;

i just can’t do all this [wall of info without easy to parse action] and like.. everyone is new appearantly to 5e so like i know im not the only one going to be hanging up but still.

im excited but worried when it’s going to staaart

[grandenchanterfiona]

biotic-raptor-lady replied to your post: How the hell do superheroes make money? Like, if...

Tony Stark pays for housing, food, equipment etc at least at some points, iirc, and I think sometimes they’re funded by shield, or the UN or the government.

So if someone wanted to buy someone a gift they’d not be able to afford it?

[grandenchanterfiona]

biotic-raptor-lady replied to your post “Set List For The Wedding:”

"Do you remember that time the entire Orlesian army was tricked by an old woman and her clever mabari?" "All Orlesians frighten children (that's why they wear masks)" A long and complex song about the blight that fourteen verses in turns out to have been a metaphor for Orlais all along.

I love all of these.

[grandenchanterfiona]

biotic-raptor-lady replied to your post: gizensha replied to your post: ...

Macaroni cheese pies are a common thing in Scotland.

what.

[grandenchanterfiona]

biotic-raptor-lady replied to your post: “SO! I have not decided on the menu for the wedding for Ascension, but...”:

Ah, no, sorry, it involves yogurt so it won't work for you. Raita is a delicious cucumber and mint dish from Pakistan.

Yeah. That’s one of the problems with a lot of cucumber mint dishes.

[awellboiledicicle]

biotic-raptor-lady replied to your post: My dad just informed me i can’t be jewish because...

He remains an ignorant assholish heap of bullshit :( sorry.

Thanks. Upside he hasn’t raged in here and tried to take my books or anything. 

I have a small hope, and i’m going to daven that he’s going to go “i just lost my parents, and my kid is jewish. maybe i should not be a dick.” and accept this.

If not, i’ll see