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Taylor had been one of the few people on this ship that Shepard felt she could even remotely trust until they started recruiting a combat team. He wasn’t alliance anymore, but he didn’t seem as Cerberus to the core as some other people on her ship did– Miranda especially. The commander had done her absolute best to do right by his father, even though she personally thought the man probably deserved worse than he got. Still, she made sure to find Taylor later, to make sure he was alright with things. “You got a minute to talk?”
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Her gaze narrowed and her face took on a more serious quality. “No, really, Joker. What are you doing here? Just because I’ve made a deal with the devil doesn’t mean you have to follow me into hell, you know.” As she followed the pilot, he detailed how colossally the alliance had dropped the ball since her death. “I wouldn’t say Cerberus saved my life so much as they resurrected me without my consent. Regardless, the way I see it they still owe me 49 other lives."
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"That does sound like a terrible problem.“ Shepard seemed to sympathize, wincing as the krogan adjusted himself on the baggie of ice the bartender had brought them. "Have you considered hiring some kind of personal assistant to… schedule out your time in a… more… healthy manner?” This time the commander’s cringing had far more to do with the subject matter than Wrex’s clear physical pain.
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Shepard tilted her head back and squinted her eyes slightly at the Cerberus operative. As long as you don’t do anything to betray Cerberus. Now that implied she had any loyalties to the organization to begin with, which was not even remotely the case. It was strange, this woman had seemed to know almost everything about her back in the shuttle with Jacob, but her attitude did not reflect familiarity with Shepard personally. “You know, for someone who just spent two years putting me back together, you don’t seem overly fond of me.”
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Theodora laughed “Really? My first high speed chase involved the widows leader and a stolen ice cream shuttle.” She’d have told the whole story, but the two young soldiers were getting dirty looks from their squad mates. Bunch of stuck up brown noses from good families, never had to work a day in their lives, or if they did, not in the cold streets. She glared right back at them. Yeah,sure, Shepard and Sinclair hadn’t grown up in the lap of luxury, but they knew how to take care of themselves.
Teddy was happy that she managed to find at least one other with a shared past. They where on their way to Akuze, a colony that had seemed to have dropped off the map, and had decided to spent the intermediate time talking. ”Have I ever told you how I left the widows?”
Shepard looked incredulous. “An ice cream shuttle. Are you serious? That cannot have gone well.” She took a moment to think of the lack of aerodynamics and all the extra weight, but in the pause, the light came on that indicated their unit should be suited up. Her helmet, sitting on her hip, came up with a smooth, practiced motion. The magenta metal enclosed her head and she snapped it in place with a shake of her head. “No, you never did tell me. Think that one might have to wait until later.”
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ｍｅｅｔｉｎｇ ｔｈｅ ｃｒｅｗ
”It’s all right, commander. I don’t expect you to trust us— or even just me— right away. Trust has to be earned, and you’re right to think of it that way. I just hope you’ll give me, and Cerberus, the chance to earn that trust while we’re working together,” she beams back with a smile, her upbeat personality not even slightly affected by Shepard’s skepticism. “We’ll do a lot of good together. I promise.”
Her use of the ‘us’ pronoun made Shepard visibly uneasy. She’d grown up with a gang, and had left them for the Alliance. The commander knew exactly what a group identity was and the kind of loyalty it could command. It made her hesitant to offer Chambers that trust. “Right.” She cleared her throat. Did she not know who the commander was? Was this girl completely unaware that Shepard was on Akuze? Or maybe she was just unaware of the allegations of Cerberus’ involvement with what happened there.
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He was a bit taken aback by her thanks, but not totally shocked. He did help Liara, but he had never felt it had been much of a sacrifice for her per se, more for the good of everyone else involved as well. “You owe me nothing,” he admitted, trying his best to chose his words carefully, his sub-vocals humming in discontentment. “Like I said, I did what I thought to be right.”
Her next question caught him completely off guard, both brows raising in bewilderment. His throat thrummed his consternation, seeing her obvious jealousy and malcontentment. “I do love her, as a friend yes. I am not interested in her romantically if that’s what you mean. She has been a great friend to me, and I simply helped her retrieve your body.” Why Shepard had brought this up he could only guess, but he was starting to feel uncomfortable.
Shepard nodded, his assertion that she owed him nothing might have been true, given that she’d saved his life. “I appreciate it, all the same.” She wanted a cigarette. Cerberus may have regrown her lungs, but the habit…
When he admitted his love for Liara, the commander flinched. It was an almost imperceptible movement, but it was likely the drell saw it all the same. His elaboration that they were not romantic seemed to momentarily comfort Shepard, though the anxiety was quickly replaced by something else. A mixture of things, actually. On the one hand, he might be lying. Or maybe he spoke the truth– though Shepard couldn’t see how he could have worked alongside Liara for so long without falling completely in love with her. But maybe… maybe it was the other way around. Maybe Liara loved Feron, and that was why she wouldn’t leave. It didn’t matter. It didn’t matter at all. “I just want her to be happy."
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“Being your administrative assistant is only my official role, actually.” It had been odd when she’d first been offered the job. A military vessel had very little need for a yeoman, especially one with an AI like EDI. EDI was capable of running many functions at the same time. Alerting the commander of any new messages would be easy.
“Behind the scenes, I observe the crew for any negative effects the mission might have on them. I have a degree in psychology, which allows me to do that."
Her expression grew incrementally more serious. "A degree, singular. You’re not a psychologist?” That seemed strange to the commander. If her primary responsibility was, as she said, to watch crew for signs of psychological distress, it seemed strange to make her a clearly extraneous secretary– and it was even stranger that she didn’t have any graduate level qualifications. “If you notice signs of distress, what do you do then?” The commander seriously doubted there was any level of administrative work that the yeoman could do to help someone with negative effects, as she called them.
""Liara said... she said you sacrificed yourself to save her. Is that true?""
“It is, I suppose. I had a choice to make; I chose what I thought to be the right one. It being a sacrifice or not.”
The commander nodded, lips pursed. “I suppose I owe you thanks, then. For keeping her safe when I couldn’t.” Shepard didn’t look grateful, she looked closed off and uncomfortable– possibly angry, even. The woman swallowed, then cleared her throat. “So, do you love her, then?” The question was sudden and direct. She tried not to make it sound accusatory, but it was difficult not to when she looked the circumstances. She had been dead for two years, and it wasn’t like Cerberus had announced their plans to rebuild the great Commander Shepard. Liara had no way of knowing that she would come back. Two years was a long time.
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ｉｄｅｎｔｉｔｙ ｆｒｉｅｎｄ／ｆｏｅ
“Geth go to neither heaven nor hell. Our runtimes function until they become corrupt and are then recycled. The conscious formed by runtimes will continue to exist, virtually unaltered, when a runtime ceases to function or is replaced by another. We can exist forever.” The platform shifted, unsure if this was the right answer. The possibility of a limited lifetime would put pressure on other beings to get everything right the first time, to create the right future and be able to live in it. But there was no limit to how long the Geth would exist. They could create an infinite number of futures, and still have ample time to create more.
Shepard smiled and let out a soft sigh. “Sorry, that one’s my fault. I was using a pseudo religious metaphor to refer to possible directions that the hypothetical geth future might take.” The commander cleared her throat. “What I meant, really, was that it might be literally constructive to build something, but being constructive in a more figurative sense– that is, furthering the benefit of your people– might take a focused intent in what you are building. Does that make more sense, or have I mucked about too much semantically?” She tried to think of a way to put it more simply, but the only things her mind would grasp at were more metaphors. Shepard couldn’t think of how else to make her point without using some kind of comparison. Hmn.