( voice | un: vakarian )

[dispenserofjustice]

Now I haven't been here for more than a couple of months, but all these festivals? It makes me wonder if there is any sort of effort being made on our hosts' part to get people home. I like having a good time just like anyone else, but when the "good times" are a week long every month it's maybe time to start questioning how dedicated they really are. I don't think two to two and a half weeks without the distraction of another festival on the mind are really enough.

That is the Turian in me speaking, of course. The down time - even with all the strange crap that happens - is starting to get to me.

But no, really. What is the point in having a week long celebration every month? 

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I'm so sorry

[bottombitch]

[ Aoba's silence is interrupted only by some fidgeting. He doesn't know what Saren or Normandy or what any of that has to do with the (rather unfortunately named) organization looking for either? Or working on one of them. Whatever, he's struggling to keep up. ]

I wasn't one of those who was about to die. I was in a pretty good place, actually.

[ A veritable Cinderella ending, actually. But he felt like he didn't belong, that rang true. Also true was that he was lulled into a sense of security, knowing he could always pick up where he left off. Now he's not so sure, but there's just one problem.

That name, or at least how it sounded. Is it really something that sounds credible? ]

Was your organization really called 'Sea Sick'? [ Aoba, it's C-Sec. ]

[dispenserofjustice]

[Of course it gets Garrus to stop. Seriously though... Aoba only gets that much from what Garrus is saying? What he's implying? Maybe people really just are not prone to asking too many questions like Garrus and a good chunk of the Normandy crew are.]

I'd say that I was about to be. No more Reapers. The galaxy was about to need a massive recovery effort, but all of the races were cooperating. The point being that using the term "displaced" is too broad a term. That feeling of not belonging is too situational.

[But maybe just getting the guy to think about it for a minute or two is enough.]

It's C-Sec. As in "Citadel Security."

[bottombitch]

[ He's basically the very definition of a normal, everyday civilian. One who lived in a modern slum, but still. He had enough time on his hands to fool around with video games. He's about as normal as a genetically modified/created humanoid whatever he is can be. ]

I... I knew that.

[ He sounds the exact opposite of convincing. You can practically hear the color flooding his cheeks with how he mumbles sullenly around the words. ]

I was just teasing you.

[dispenserofjustice]

That's not a very effective way to tease someone...

Kid.

[bottombitch]

[ THIS AGAIN!? Look, he's a little defensive when people call him a kid. He makes an exasperated noise between his teeth. ]

Nnh! I'm 23 years old!

Saying that just makes you sound like... like a cranky old coot!

[dispenserofjustice]

[Aww. Look how cute it is when it is all riled up.]

Twenty-three? Oh my mistake then.

[bottombitch]

[ WOW, that emphasis. You're not sorry at all, are you, Garrus! ]

...Do you even know how human age works anyway? I mean, does it work the same way for you?

[dispenserofjustice]

I do know how aging works with humans. Earth and Palaven have similar orbital periods. We generally have about the same lifespan and reach maturity at around the same time.

Turians generally start families later in life, but that's do to mandatory civil service and drafting.