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She stops.

She turns around.

She ever so gently thunks her forehead against the nearest wall.

"That." Thunk. "Fucker." Thunk. "Timmy." Thunk.

Deep breath. Turn around. Address the situation at hand.

"Okay! How do we get her out of there."

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"What the fuuuuuuuck," Zanna says under her breath.

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Mordin is already at the room's console. "Encryption somewhat too thorough for me," he mutters. "Never my specialty. Might splice EDI into system, if okay?"

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"Sure, why not. What's the worst that could happen."

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"Splicing," says EDI's smooth voice from Mordin's wrist. "- ah. Commander, we have here what we call an interesting system design quirk - it would not actually be more difficult for me to release every prisoner than to release only Subject Zero. Thoughts?"

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"Oh, do let's bring the chaos."

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"Bringing the chaos, Commander Shepard."

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"Thank you, EDI."

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Over the next few minutes, the readings on the tank rise: heart rate, core temperature, brain activity.

Then the door hisses open, and the restraints release, and Subject Zero staggers forward.

She coughs, a wretchedly dry sound. Then she looks at Shepard, and blinks a couple of times.

"Why are you wearing an Edmonton Blood Dragons uniform?"

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"Because it's hilarious."

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"...I can't argue with that. Also, it's definitely not a Blue Suns uniform. Which is as many as several points to you in my book. Uh, who the fuck are you, by the way?"

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"I'm Shepard, and this is my buddy Zanna and my mad scientist Mordin, and we're here to rescue you from this shithole and offer you a cushy job following me around while I attempt to save the galaxy from some bullshit."

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She starts stretching. "Sounds great to me. Uh, if you didn't know, I'm Harry. Named myself after the wizard kid from the turn-of-the-millennium books 'cause they were the first thing I read when I got out of baby jail. - how much do you know about my tragic backstory?"

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"Well you appear to be a clone of my XO, which I didn't know before I got a look at your face, and that's about the level of quality I've come to expect from the briefings I get on these stupid fucking personnel pickup missions."

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"A - a clone?"

She runs her fingers over her stubbled scalp and inhales deeply. "Clearly we don't have time for this. Let's - let's move. Right?"

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"Yep, I let loose the entire population of the prison and now we're gonna be fighting our way out. I apologize if that's not your idea of a good time, I know tastes vary on this subject. This way."

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"Sounds good to me. I think I could use a workout."

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"Cool, let's wreck some shit."

Now that they have retrieved the new friend, she feels capable of leading the way without being tempted to bust through any walls.

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When they get to the docking bay, there's Karshak. He's accompanied by about a dozen Blue Suns elite commandos, and he doesn't look happy.

"I suppose I was a fool to think you'd stay put and fall unconscious like you were meant to," he snarls. "But the Shadow Broker will pay almost as well for your corpse."

Harry stares at him, and her eyes start overflowing with white light. He lifts his gun -

and then there's a rumbling roar like thunder, and he bursts into flames.

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This gives June just about enough time to chirp "You're a dick!" at him before he catches fire, which seems like a good way for things to be. Also, that's awesome.

"That's awesome," she tells Harry.

And this time maybe she will actually remember all that military training and take cover and shoot people like a regular person, instead of punching everyone? Yes? Cool, glad we had this little talk.

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It turns out Harry does not only have impossible fire in her bag of tricks. She also does sudden, intense explosions. This being the case, these fools don't last very long.

She grins ferally. "Damn it's been a while. Oh man, I bet you guys have food on your ship. Food that isn't intravenous nutriment."

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"We do have food on our ship!"

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Stepping carefully through the bodies, Zanna asks "Okay, how the fuck did you do that? The fire?"

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"Oh - it's kind of like a warp field except instead of applying random vectors on a macro-scale it's on the molecular level."

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"You can manipulate individual molecules?"

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