"Yeesh, that'll scar you for life. How old were you when that happened?"
Support Gravitaz on Kickstarter!"That's tough, man." Una said as the doors slid open, revealing a busy lobby, members of every species seemingly trying to check in at the same time, the highlights being a very impatient Krogan, a small group of giggly Quarians and two visibly agitated Hanar.
edited 17th May '11 5:12:22 PM by slowzombie
Liveblog | Deadblog"Sure, best that we drop that particular conversation as soon as possible. Bad drudging up old memories."
Support Gravitaz on Kickstarter!"Indeed, I guess it really pays to have friends in high places, eh, Una?"
Support Gravitaz on Kickstarter!Upon seeing the group in the lobby, Kanas laughed. "Ah, now this is more like it." he said. He waved at his fellow quarians. "Always good to see a familiar face." he continued wryly before laughing at his own joke. Most quarians used the exact same helmet design, something the companies which manufactured the suits exploited. As a result, the only way to tell quarians apart would be their personalizations and individual quirks. It was the injoke of the quarian race.
The shuttle docked with the Ozymandias, surprisingly smooth considering who was at the stick. "Huh, that went pretty well." Una said as she stepped into the Ozzy's entrance. "Never flown one of those before. Could you tell?"
Feel free to make your own judgement if Una is a good driver or not. I'm game either way :p
Liveblog | DeadblogMarik shrugged. "It wasn't that bad, considering it was your first time. I could've done it better, though."
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Support Gravitaz on Kickstarter!Jordan sat in bed, killing nearly everything in sight on Borderlands. Man was it boring! He was hoping that he could get out of this god-damn bed. He felt like he could, but if he knew himself he might collapse as soon as he touches the floor.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."The quarian had been through a lot of rough battles. He'd been the gunner on ships with gyroscope compensators which broke down with surprising regularity as the ships performed manuevers they had never been designed for. He'd never blinked once.
"LAND!!!" Karas cried as he fell of the passenger seat of the vehicle.
"Sure thing. And I should probably get out of this armor as well, no matter how light it is." The turian left for his quarters to change into more fitting attire.
Support Gravitaz on Kickstarter!Jordan paused.
Playing an old human game called Borderlands, which has been my only saving grace from going insane in this bed. Waiting patiently for Marik to clear me to get out of this bed. I'd do it myself but I probably wouldn't walk very far... or at all.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Marik decided to check in on Una one last time before he changed out of his armor. Entering her room, since it was un-locked, he said, "So how're you holding up, Una? I forgot to ask you this morn..." He was silenced by what he saw. Wh-whoops...
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Marik looked over at the quarian. "You have bad experiences in these things?"
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