Put a number in my ask box and I’ll answer it bitches.
- 1. Any scars?
- 2. Self harmed?
- 3. Crush?
- 4. Kissed anyone?
- 5. Coke or Pepsi?
- 6. Someone you hate?
- 7. Best Friends?
- 8. Have you ever done alcohol or drugs?
- 9. What’s your dream job?
- 10. Ever been in love?
- 11. Last time you cried?
- 12. Favorite color?
- 13. Height?
- 14. Birthday?
- 15. Eye color?
- 16. Hair color?
- 17. What do you love?
- 18. Obsession?
- 19. If you had one wish, what would it be?
- 20. Do you love someone?
- 21. Kiss or hug?
- 22. Nicknames people call you?
- 23. Favorite song?
- 24. Favorite band?
- 25. Worst thing that has ever happened to you?
- 26. Best thing that has ever happened to you?
- 27. Something you would change about yourself?
- 28. Ever dated someone?
- 29. Worst mistake?
- 30. Watch the movie or read the book?
- 31. Ever had a heartbreak?
- 32. Favorite show?
- 33. Best day of your life?
- 34. Any talents?
- 35. Do you wish you could ever start over?
- 36. Any bad habits?
- 37. Ever had a near death experience?
- 38. Someone I can tell anything to?
- 39. Ever lost a loved one?
- 40. Do you believe in love?
- 41. Someone you hate/Dislike?
- 42. Are you okay?
- 43. Relationship status?
- 44. Selfie?
Month: August 2018
You wanna find out some personal shit?
Umbrus Nocturni Snippet
Over time on Omega, Archangel had accumulated plenty of pieces of valuable information, known supporters, and resources, much of which Garrus had left mostly untouched for fear of possible betrayal. Involving too many people – too many unknowns – only opens himself to the whims of whoever may deem themselves and their own matters more important than keeping the anonymity of the only one trying to make Omega safe for those very people. His men had no qualms about putting that trust in the unknown, in faith, but he finds himself now in need of these connections, of the favors to Archangel to pay out.
It’s not like his new body lends to convenience in getting new clothes and armor. No turian can be born with the monstrous body he has, but there has to be someone – if not many – that are supplying Cydian and the other Nocturni with these essential items. It might take Garrus digging into the untouched credits he’s accumulated over his time on the station – and perhaps a few unfortunate favors – but he knows he can find someone interested enough to go against the norm of typical turian gear and not ask too many questions. Credits always have a way of piquing curiosity.
Digging into the information accumulated by himself and his team on potential allies – to an extent – Garrus finds an armorer that might be fit for the task. It’s a quarian man, older than he’d have expected for a quarian so far from the Flotilla, but word is that he’s one of the best armorers for anyone working freelance. Garrus had a good feeling he wouldn’t need to worry about dealing with the major merc groups with the quarian’s reputation of being solely sought after through word of mouth. If he remembers right, Melenis had the man make her a set of armor that she has highly recommended multiple times.











