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“Course you don’t. You and I, we’ve got warrior’s blood running through our veins. We live for the fight.” Wrex could tell from the day he met her. He wouldn’t have been so compelled to join her on her mission to track down Saren if he had thought otherwise. What he didn’t expect, was that Shepard would become the greatest friend and ally he’s had in his life. He shook his head, he must really be getting old to be getting so sentimental. “I’m fighting a different fight now.” He sighed. “Amen to that.” Wrex laughed, amused by her teasing. “I just hope those robes compliment my figure.”
“You’re right, it’s not a race. But if it were, you’d lose plain and simple.” He simply stated before starting to work on his next glass. “I’m just a little disappointed to see you cutting yourself off so soon. Mostly because I want to see you actually get shitfaced for once.” He could understand why she stopped. It wasn’t the best time to get plastered, in the middle of a war with the fate of the galaxy depending on her, but he still wanted to see it anyway.
Wrex turned his body to face Shepard, leaning himself against the counter and using it to support a good chunk of his weight. “Now don’t get me wrong, krogan sex is the best in the galaxy, hands down, but that’s not what I was after.” He took another sip of his drink before continuing, “Before I returned to Tuchanka, I put the thought of having a kid out of my mind. The chances were so slim, I saw no point in even trying. But when I went back and became clan chief, I started to consider it. And I thought, why the hell not, it probably won’t happen but if it doesn’t at least I can’t say that I didn’t try. So I tried, and hard.” He looked down at his drink and shook his head. “I think after this one I’m done too, my lips are getting too loose.”
Warrior’s blood, huh? She repeated the sentiment aloud, her tone thoughtful, considerate. She turned the thought over in her mind, reaching absently for a pack of cigarettes and packing them against the palm of her free hand. He was right, since she’d been young she’d always been angry, always been spoiling for a a fight. She peeled off the plastic wrapping and opened the cardboard, pulling out a pale cylinder and placing it between her lips. Maybe it was the way her parents had died, or what happened with her brother, or maybe it was Akuze. Maybe she was mad at the world, or maybe she just never got over the anger stage in the five stages of grief. Whatever it was, she was grateful the alliance had given her something worth fighting for. “That we do, for better or for worse.” She sighed.
He teased her about the drinking as she lit the cigarette and inhaled, keeping an eye out for the bartender who would, no doubt, disapprove. “Well then, I guess I should be glad it isn’t one.” She gave a soft smile and turned her head to exhale so that she wouldn’t blow smoke in his direction. “Yeah? I’m surprised you haven’t seen me shitfaced before. You should be glad you haven’t, there’s generally a lot of off-key singing and declarations of affection before the whole thing descends into an existential crisis.” She lifted her glass in his direction with a grin at that before taking another sip.
Krogan sex was one thing she hadn’t anticipated discussing, but she supposed most people didn’t exactly plan on having these kinds of conversations. She listened to him speak and the subject brought her mind to a familiarly unpleasant topic. “Don’t you worry– and I mean, there was a time when I thought I’d have a few little blue bundles of joy myself but… I mean, don’t you worry for them? For their future? I don’t want my hypothetical daughter to grow up and have to fight like I did. I don’t know, maybe it’s different for you culturally. You value war. Not to say it doesn’t make one understand what’s truly important in life, because it fucking does. I just… ah, fuck, I don’t know.” She sighed and placed the cigarette back in her mouth.
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