Well, I gotta call it a night, but here’s a snippet of the Nocturni WIP

“What do you want?” a raspy, modulated voice calls just as the door lifts high enough to reveal an old, battered shotgun in a tall quarian’s hands. The man wears a suit that looks made from a mismatch of specialty armor on top of his living suit, his broad form holding the weight with ease as if he’s gotten especially used to it. This must be Rael and, if his looks mean anything, he’s spent a long time growing accustomed to the harshness of Omega. He isn’t subtle at sizing Garrus up, his eyes flicking over every inch from behind his yellowed faceplate. “You’re a big bosht, aren’t you?” He glances at Nihlus before looking back to Garrus, the obvious threat. “Don’t matter, I guess. I’ve had a few of you in here ….”

Garrus hums and ducks his head just a fraction, but he knows full well that it doesn’t hide a damn thing at his height. Swallowing, he pulls his mandibles to his jaw and reminds himself why he’s here.

He needs armor if he’s going to find and kill Cydian and every last one of her ‘children.’

Rumbling in attempt to seem less threatening, Garrus nods once. “I hear you can make some impressive armor.” His mandibles flutter as he huffs a derisive laugh and motions himself. “Think you can come up with something for me?”

Rael lowers his weapon slightly, shifting left, then right as he looks Garrus up and down. “Yeah … I can.” He looks around behind Garrus and Nihlus before stepping back and jerks his chin towards the inside of his shop. “Come in and I’ll scan you.”