In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)
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				Title: <strong>In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>23-03-2012, 07:46:36</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>The year is 2183 CE... And this is where we began to lose hope...</strong></div><br><div align="center">(http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m241/Lui_punkgirl/Council_Hologram-Ambassador_Meeting_2-1.png)</div><br>"Is she ready?" Aurelia could hear Udina speaking to the councilers within his embassy office.<br><br>"The team that trained her seem to think so, they say she is the perfect candidate due to her ability to adapt to situations around her, such as the attack on the colony 3 years ago, when she was still an N5 rank agent. She's as ready as she's going to be if we want to resolve this issue in a timely manner." Udina replied, the man really had a knack for speaking a little to loudly, and getting over emotional. Aurelia sighed and pushed a strand of chestnut hair from her eyes. There was a few minutes of silence before the door opened and Udina stood before her. She immediately stood up straight, and awaited a response.<br><br>"They want to meet you," Udina calmly spoke and let her into his office. <br><br>Aurelia immediately noticed he was speaking to the council over vid-comm, it seemed rather informal to her, but it was not her place to speak unless spoken to. They stopped in front of the comm system and Aurelia saluted. <br><br>"No need to salute us, young one." The asari councilor spoke, and Aurelia relaxed. Her vivid caramel eyes stayed fixed on the councilors.<br><br>"Has she been briefed Ambassador Udina?" The male turian Councilor prodded, sounded a little stressed.<br><br>"Yes she has, she knows what she has to do," Udina replied, Aurelia was silent, like the good soldier she was. <br><br>"Then let us speak with the girl in private. Udina, would you?" The salarian motioned for the ambassador to leave. Aurelia adjusted herself so they could better see her. "You know why this mission is needed?" the salarian spoke to Aurelia.<br><br>"Yes sir! The council needs the wolves need to be taken out, as they are compromising security and essential supplies to the Citadel." Aurelia replied in a stern matter of fact voice.<br><br>"And you know why we chose you then?" The asari spoke gently, in a rather matriarchal way.<br><br>Aurelia straightened her back up, and held her shoulders forwards, creating excellent posture, "Because the wolf pack is made up almost entirely of rogue human mercenaries and biotics. I am the best of fifty candidates out of the N7 program. I show initiative and a take charge attitude! I will do everything to keep from compromising my position, and am an exemplary infiltrator and undercover agent. Mam!" Aurelia belted, in a slightly louder voice, strict and matter of fact. The turian gave her a strange look, as if the way she spoke was unneeded. <br><br>"You begin your mission today, after you leave this room. You associate with none of former comrades, stay in character constantly, and lastly do not do anything at all to compromise your situation, until you have completed the objective," the asari commanded,"You are dismissed..." with that the comm systems switched off and Aurelia walked out.<br><br><div align="center">(http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m241/Lui_punkgirl/MassEffect2Citadel-1.jpg)</div><br>A month later...<br><br>Aurelia was successfully blended in into the Wolf Pack. She no longer donned her N7 armor, but instead now wore a light armor, with silver and black pieces upon it. A signature four fingered claw mark donned the shoulder piece, with a howling wolf in the center of it. Her hair was a bit ragged, and she had already received a few scars on her face from her initiation into the band of mercs who were pretty much a large gang, with the way they acted. It had been only a week since she was able to go on missions for the gang itself, they were more cautious and weary than she was informed. She had to be extra careful as her group leader, Arrow, was paranoid to the extreme and he had spies everywhere. Everyone in this gang of mercs was a narc if it meant they would not get killed by fellow members. Aurelia equated it to something she imagined a human prison back in the old days, before the discovery of the Charon Mass Relay. <br><br>She shook off her thoughts, she had to get today's provisions for the group, which meant stealing, which meant stealth, which also meant the possibly of getting caught by C-sec that was patrolling Docking Bay 27 today. They had recently increased the amount of patrols, and she scoffed. This was going to be an issue. If she got caught, it could mean the death of her or at the very least expulsion from the gang. She pulled the M-3 Predator heavy pistol from her belt and got ready to defend herself should she need it. <br><br>She snuck as carefully as she could around containers and out of the sight of patrols until she reached her destination. A large red container, marked with a red and white cross on it, and locked with advanced locks. She opened up her omni-tool, and brought up the H.U.D. on her Archon visor. She then began to hack into the lock on the container. It was going to take a while for her to bypass the security protocols on the lock, just so she wouldn't trigger the alarms. This was leaving her open, with only the side of the large container to slightly conceal her, but if someone was looking, they would find her. With this in play, she worked as fast as she could, but the security was tough to hack.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>23-03-2012, 08:57:56</strong>
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				"You know, it'd be faster if you just cracked the lock with the pistol and bolted in, and you'd be less likely to get caught." Aurelia heard those words come from the side of the container as she worked, their source clearly being from a Turian. "Honestly. It's not like C-Sec doesn't already know you're here," Videk said as he rounded the side of the container with his own M-3 Predator raised defensively in front of him.<br><br>A month ago, Videk Kisarus hadn't even heard of the Wolf Pack or their rather intrusive methods of gathering equipment. However, one doesn't sit at a detective's desk in C-Sec without hearing rumors of gangs forming and disbanding regularly. But one didn't keep that desk without checking out those rumors to some extent or another.<br><br>It was a rather slow day when the Wolf Pack slid across Videk's desk. Any other day he'd have thirty cases to file through and one or two rumors to check out, yet that day he had nothing else to do but learn about the Wolf Pack. It didn't take long for C-Sec's own hardass to find a passionate distaste for the band of mercs and marauders who stole from the hard working peoples of the Citadel, especially those who would steal from the less fortunate sectors. It was intolerable, and with nothing to distract him, his hatred turned into a passion to catch them.<br><br>But now he was face to face with one of their members, or at least he hoped as much. He could never fully trust the information criminals gave him for a free ride on a petty crime. "Now, put the pistol down and take a step back from the container. And if you try anything stupid, I'll put two rounds through your chest and one through your head before you have time to pull the trigger," the dark metallic grey turian warned with his weapon trained on the thief. His light colored eyes scanned the area quickly, checking for reinforcements before turning his attention back to Aurelia.<br><br>"Now, you're gonna be a good little girl and tell me everything you know about the Wolf Pack. That or you can get charged with breaking and entering and whatever other crime I can think of in the next hour," Videk said with a teasing grin, or at least whatever passed for a grin on the turian's mouth as his mandibles clacked against his chin. If his horned and plated visage wasn't already intimidating enough, the dark blue markings circling his forehead and eyes certainly added to that. The shadows hid the rest of his body from sight, though the hand holding the heavy pistol clearly showed the black and blue armor that marked him as a member of C-Sec.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>23-03-2012, 10:09:21</strong>
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				Immediatly upon hearing the turian's voice, Aurelia froze. She closed her omni-tool, and stood up from kneeling. <br><br>"You're quite the quiet Turian," she spoke warily and softly, as she slowly placed her M-3 Predator on the ground and slid it out from behind where she was hiding, into his view. She then slowly stood up, turned off her H.U.D. on her visor and slowly raised her hands up into the air above her head, and she slowly began to walk out until she faced the C-sec officer. He was so much taller than her, as expected of a Turian, but she had never stood next to one of them this closely. He dwarfed her 5'7" stature quite easily, making her feel quite small and short like a little pudgy Volus, you know, minus the pudgy part. She was rather fit under her armor, but that was something he really couldn't see except her curves, and a basic shape.<br><br>"If you think there are others with me, you're sorely wrong, I'm alone, so stop being paranoid like Barla Von." She said, looking at him under her shaped brown eyebrows. Her chestnut hair had changed in the last month... She had placed a few bleached streaks in her hair, that were almost white, a testament to how much she had bleached them. There were a few scars on her lips, evidence of being punch and her teeth cutting her lips, and a weird shaped scar carved into her cheek. She wasn't particularly frightened of having to fight with this officer, but she was worried about the pack finding about her encounter with the Turian. <br><br>"How about if I tell you everything I know, you let me go with half of what I need?" She says smirking at him and then continues, walking out from the shadows some more to get a better look at him, "I can then go back, not get into trouble, and send you Extranet messages of select Wolf pack plans, such as looting... I can make you look good for your CO..." her golden speckled eyes gleamed in the docking bay's light. She looked rather exotic for a human, really exotic. Most humans now a days were several races deep in mixed races. The average human now a days only once in a while showed Latino characteristics, Irish traits or African traits. But she was something different. Her brow and cheek bones were prominent, her lips small and somehow had a natural pursed look to them, rosey in color. Her eyes were slightly bewitching, as if paying homage to a long forgotten culture of humans who had almost all but disappeared. "This is one of your only chances, if not your only one..." She said resting her arms behind her head.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>23-03-2012, 21:46:09</strong>
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				As Aurelia approached, Videk tensed in trained response, the only thing keeping him from cracking off a shot being the training he got at the age of fifteen. While his height easily dwarfed the shorter human, his frame made her look comparably powerful. What was made very clear about turian physiology after years of interaction with humans was their deceptively slim physics hid the strength and speed of a natural predator. It was somewhat over exaggerated thanks to political image and the acceptance of such, but they did hold an advantage over the average human.<br><br>With the girl closer now, Videk carefully examined her face, taking note of the scars across her lip and cheek. He knew from a few mercs he brought in that dealt with the Wolf Pack that the group was... brutal to say the least. With a member of their ranks right in front of him now, Videk understood the truth behind it. To have a group bond together quickly, they need to prove their commitment. The turian military did similar practices with sparing matches between new recruits and whichever crew members wanted to have a crack at the fresh meat. It seemed the difference here was the others knowing where to stop the fight.<br><br>Breaking out into laughter, Videk couldn't help but clutch his side at the choice of ploy the woman used in her attempt at escape. "Today isn't your lucky day. I'm one of the few C-Sec officers that doesn't care about their superiors' opinions. You're going to be booked regardless. It's more a matter of what charges I'm sticking on you," he replied, still mildly chuckling. Once Videk had regained enough composure to keep a straight face, he locked eyes with Aurelia. She was quite the looker, even with the scars marring her otherwise impressive lips and skin, even for a human. If he didn't have a job to do, he might have let her off with just a kind word and an inquiry as to why she would do this to herself. But as it stood, he was on duty and she had information he needed.<br><br>"Before I take you in, answer me this. Why let them beat that pretty face of yours and leave you out in the cold on a job that they know C-Sec will be watching out for? Seems like they don't care about you much more than a fall guy. Just makes me wonder what's in it for you." Videk assumed he wouldn't get an answer, but he took a seat on a near by garbage bin to show that he was willing to listen. If nothing else, he'd get an amusing show of the woman's backside if she tried to escape, right before he kicked it to the deck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>24-03-2012, 01:29:46</strong>
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				Aurelia frowned slightly as the turian began laughing at her. She was almost insulted at his attitude to her. Of course he couldn't possibly even know who she was, but such was the price of going undercover. She had to get out of this situation, and fast. In terms of solutions, she saw two right now. One provided her with a chance to get away, and the other had a slight chance of her getting away with provisions, but it could compromise her cover. Her eyebrow furrowed slightly and she sighed. <br><br><em>If I came back without anything, I might be able to continue my mission, I'm so close to finding the leader... </em> She thought to herself as she watched the Turian's every movement. While he was examining her face, she felt a heat rush over her, from nervousness. Why was he looking so closely at her face like that? It made her feel strange, kind of awkward and uncomfortable. She lowered her hands to her sides, he was making her feel too strange, and awkward to the point it was starting to become painful. His laughter all of a sudden did nothing to help this. She raised an eyebrow at him, until he mentioned her being booked no matter what today. She furrowed her brow and her eyes grew a bit darker, and her lips almost straightened into a line--she was pursing them that hard. It even seemed like her nostrils flared slightly.<br><br>"If you take me in, you will never get a chance to ask me what you want to know. I'll be dead before I step into the lobby of C-sec," &nbsp;She glared at him, her body a bit more rigid than before, all of her muscles tensing. She had to get out, even if it meant fighting a C-sec officer, she'd have to kiss some major ass to make up for today's failed loss. Obviously though, it appeared that talking this guy out of arresting her wouldn't work. Then he asked her about her face... calling it..."pretty". It made her raise her head a little, and she gave him a look of confusion that lasted for maybe a second and then her brow furrowed again.<br><br>"If you've heard anything about us..." She turned her left side towards him as she looked at the ground for a few seconds and continued, "Is that the Pack is ruthless, brutal and always hungry for more. That we will do anything to get ahead of each other..." She looked at him, her face oddly relaxed, and calculating, in an almost unnerving and intimidating way.&nbsp; "They send people on these jobs who they know can come back, even if it's with nothing. No one said I was a fall guy either, I'm more of a go to guy, when you need to get the job done. See this container will be empty tonight whether you stake it out or not. I got my job done... mostly." At that moment a short series of three beeps were heard from her wrist, and a tiny H.U.D. popped up instead of her full omni-tool. She examined it, made a few strokes in a matter of milliseconds and then looked up at him. Her lips were no longer pursed and she suddenly had a mentally ill look about her, a cold blooded killer look. She then grinned and spoke,"And the thing is... I got these scars... because they <em>tried</em> to fight back, and subsequently died..."<br><br>Acting on pure impulse and adrenaline at the time the Turian took a seat, Aurelia threw a vicious pull on his M-3 Predator as soon as his rear touched the garbage can. She effectively caught it with her hand, chucked it far behind the Turian. "Maybe someday you'll learn what's in it for me." She said nonchalantly, before bursting out into a run in the direction opposite of where she through the gun. Hopefully gaining a head start on the Turian.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>24-03-2012, 05:36:55</strong>
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				Her words struck a nerve with the turian officer, the sense of duty something he found admirable, if wrongly placed. Regardless of her morals, she was still breaking the law, and that was something he couldn't stand for. "You call yourselves wolves, and yet you have no idea what that even means..." Videk bemoaned, shaking his head, "I've read quite a bit about Earth species, though my research was mostly focused on birds. However, my readings on wolves say they are a pack animal. Fight together, die together. Something I could understand quite well myself being a turian. Each member carries the weight of the weakest member of the team. Every success is a group success. There is no such thing as personal glory on the battlefield. And if you were truly 'wolves', then you wouldn't send even your best member of the pack off to fend for themselves with predators waiting." He hoped his words would at least get through to the common sense portion of the human's mind, if only to help her see that her path will only lead to her death.<br><br>However, it seemed there was little chance of talking to this glorified gang banger as she pulled Videk's pistol away with the use of biotics. <em>Damn! I should have taken that into account! Idiot!</em> he thought quickly, springing to his feet as she finished her monologue. It was fairly obvious that she didn't want to shoot him, otherwise she would have went for her own weapon on the ground instead of running away. With that in mind, Videk bolted after, his long legs easily carrying him in the direction she bolted towards. There was little chance of her outrunning a turian, particularly one that honed his body from years of service in the military and C-Sec. Still, he wanted to see what this 'punk' had in her.<br><br>After a few yards, Videk took off at his full speed, easily catching up to Aurelia. Grabbing her shoulder with his taloned hand, he gave her a quick yank before pulling her to the ground, face first. Placing his knee on the small of her back, he drew her arm around and drew it up between her shoulder blades, causing just enough pain to stifle her movements for now. "Stop. Running. I'm not gonna hurt you unless you give me a reason, and the Wolf Pack doesn't have to know about this. All the cameras in this sector are offline on my order. There is no way they can no I caught you. So, if you'd like to keep this arm in it's socket..." he said, giving her arm a quick push up to make it throb with more pain and make it painfully clear that he could easily dislocate her arm without much effort, before continuing with, "You'll lay there like a good little girl and start singing like... what are those Earth birds called? Cranberries? I know they start with a c..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>24-03-2012, 06:39:31</strong>
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				As Videk grabbed her shoulder she fell forwards to the ground, barely getting time to plant her hands underneath. Hitting the cement floor with a large amount of noise caused by the impact of her armor to the floor, Aurelia grunted. Her Archon visor fell off and went skidding across the smooth floor. When he pulled her arm behind her, she grunted even more, she could handle it though. She had done much worse to herself before, a dislocated shoulder would be nothing. She relaxed her face into the pavement, her cheek pushing up into her face. Her eyes stared out across the floor.<br><br>"Are you joking you flightless bird? The pack never lets members travel alone even if they say they are forced into so, like me for instance. You say you know about wolves, but do you know how the hierarchy works? If one wolf attempts to assume a position of power and loses the fight they are forced to exile and or have to make up for it by being the team bitch. Guess what? It happened to me. I challenged the leader's daughter to her position and lost in the fight, the only person in the damn pack I haven't killed when fighting. And so they sent me here to do the bitch work to make up for everything. That's what I am... everybody's bitch!! HAPPY? It doesn't matter, word will get back to the pack anyways, regardless if you shut off the cameras. They have their ways..." she grunted again, shifting her weight and figuring the best way to get out of his hold. Perhaps she should voluntarily dislocate her shoulder..."And what bird are you referring to? Cockatoo, Cockatiel, Cardinal, Canadian Goose, Chickadee, Canary? There are a lot of birds that start with C you know..." She grunted rotating her shoulder a little to get a bit more comfortable. <br><br>It was already clear he was at a loss against biotics, except for the possibility that he had shields. She decided she would fight, besides it might prove fun. In a quick manner she allowed her other arm to get free from under her, and pulled a near by small container towards them, due to it's smaller size it sped at them at a fast rate, aimed right at the Turian. If all worked out she would slip out from under him and use Shockwave against him.
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				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>24-03-2012, 07:18:57</strong>
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				"I much prefer the term raptor," Videk replied with a playful smirk to the rather annoying insult the woman under him threw his way. He didn't make the rank of detective in C-Sec without having a thick carapace. "As for you being the team bitch, that doesn't sound like any team worth giving your life for. I would rather trust the person holding the rifle next to me than waiting for them to turn it on me in the heat of battle. Perhaps that's why the turian's so thoroughly crush our enemies when we're forced to fight. We have a sense of camaraderie that goes beyond friendship. Each man and woman will fight for the person next to them, not against them. Oh, and it's canary. You'll sing like a canary. Perhaps that phrase is not as popular amongst humans as one would gather..."<br><br>While Videk thought, Aurelia had been slipping free of his grasp enough to put her plan into action. What she didn't count on was the reaction time of a turian soldier to avoid a speeding projectile, particularly one that was as large as she moved. Rolling off Aurelia with a quick handspring to his feet, Videk dropped to a crouch and drew his 'emergency protocol' from his ankle, an M-77 Paladin he kept for the rare occasion someone disarmed him. The compact weapon unfolded into the turian's claw as he raised it with a snap. "Will you stop doing that!? You're going to make me have to hurt you!" he shouted, though his voice wasn't as stern as his words suggested. In fact, it was almost as if he was having fun...<br><br>Four shots. I have four shots to deal with her before she has the advantage. All I need to do is stay out of her range... he thought as he eyed the woman on the ground, keeping his sights trained on her back. He didn't want to seriously injure her, and he assumed her armor could absorb most of the trauma if he dialed back the velocity and increased the size of the projectile. One of the many advantages to mass accelerator technology to the peace keeper was the ability to decrease the lethality of a weapon through the increase in size, and decrease in velocity. It would still be lethal, but it was all a matter of where the person was hit and what was between the projectile and the point of trauma.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>24-03-2012, 08:03:48</strong>
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				Aurelia sprang to her feet. Her back to the Turian while he shouted at her about having to hurt her. It was then that she began to glow blue, engaging her barrier. She wondered just what kind of biotic he thought she was. So far all he knows now is that she can pull and use a barrier. <br><br>"You are aware as to who receives L5n implants right?" she questioned Videk, turning around to reveal a huge smirk on her face. She quickly brushed away a few strands of loosened hair from her face. She planted a hand on her hip and jutted her hip out. Her barrier flickered around her, granted it wasn't too much of a strong one, which appeared to be a testament to her long term biotic use endurance. She tapped her gloved fingers against her hip as she looked him over. <br><br>"You know, it's kind of a shame that your an officer... we could have had fun otherwise," she teased him, slowly pacing back and forth, her barrier still flickering in the docking bay light. "Well, I'm sad to say I'm not leaving with out those supplies there. And if I have to knock you out to get them, then so be it! So how about we dance?" Sometimes Aurelia worried she was getting too far into character sometimes, especially now. But she needed those supplies, and she could probably out last him in this fight unless he was able to reach her M-3 predator, or his. With that she biotically charged at him, her barriers shorting out during the charge to compensate for the transfer of power to her offensive. As soon as she was close to him, she stopped, and sent out a powerful biotic explosion that could easily throw him backwards if he wasn't prepared. She then moved into combo the explosion with a well timed right hook to his shoulders. The whole time her barriers were down and all that was protecting her was her light armor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>24-03-2012, 08:34:43</strong>
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				Damn! Videk thought as the biotic revealed the implant that she had to allow her to use her abilities effectively. L5n meant a focus on offensive capabilities, which also meant she could probably...<br><br>Before he could finish the thought, Aurelia was atop him. In the blink of an eye, she had used her abilities to close the distance and leave him without time to react. If it weren't for training, he would have been sprawled out by her explosion of power, instead just being pushed away as his talons dug into the floor of the deck to keep him upright. He hadn't even put up a defense by the time she came in with her punch, though that was part of his plan. Instead, he wrapped his left arm tightly around Aurelia's waist and slammed the front of his Paladin into her rib cage, making it very clear that if she moved, she'd have a round through her torso. "Oh, and you're not having fun?" Videk panted out, a bit of blue blood dripping down his chin. The push managed to knock him for a loop, but it clearly didn't take him off his game.<br><br>"Now... I want you to slump over as if you were shot in the ribs when I pull the trigger... I'm going to carry you out and to a medstation a friend of mine runs... which happens to be under the protection of the Blue Suns. I'd rather not have to actually knock your ass out and carry you the whole way, so just run with me on this," the turian whispered lightly, just in case someone were listening in. Her mentioning the fact that the Wolf Pack doesn't travel alone regardless of what a member might have said definitely sunk in, so he'd either have to give them little reason to follow him, or beat her so thoroughly that they would have left her anyway.<br><br>And then came the moment of truth. The test of her character. Pulling his Paladin slowly away from her rib, and setting it against her side, he pulled the trigger, causing the shot to ring out through the corridor. If she followed his plan, then she would slump over his shoulder motionless, lifeless. If she didn't... then he just took away the one thing keeping her from sending him flying into a wall or ripping him limb from limb with her abilities. It was a calculated risk, at least he thought it was...
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				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>24-03-2012, 08:59:26</strong>
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				This was stupid she thought to herself as her impulses drove her to go along with his plan, she slumped onto him in perfect timing with his shot. Well, at first she slumped, and then she let all of her body go limp against him. She was actually a bit heavier than one would expect. Probably all of her muscle underneath that light armor. Hopefully he was going to support all of her weight, because this, if it didn't play out just right, would destroy the hard work she had done up until this point. <br><br>"You had better make this worth it, or so help me god I will murder you slowly..." She whispered to him, barely moving her mouth as she slumped onto him. She made one last gaze, up into his eyes, locking contact and almost appeared to be glaring at him.<br><br><em>This had better be worth it...</em> she thought to herself as she closed her eyes and feigned a serious and possibly lethal injury. 
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				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>24-03-2012, 09:30:35</strong>
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				Videk let out a sigh of relief when he felt the weight of Aurelia fall over his shoulder, having to shift his footing a bit in order to fully support it. "Light armor my tailbone..." he mumbled as he lifted the girl up and stood at his full height. If that showing wasn't enough for whoever may be watching, he lifted the barrel of his weapon to his lips and blew lightly, puffing off the smoke that came from the shot. Sure, there was no gunpowder or explosions in modern firearms, but the heat produced from a shot mixed with the water in the air created steam. "Guess I'll just have to get the info from your corpse... And I was hoping to not get blood on my armor today."<br><br>Without further ado, Videk started down the corridor to his waiting shuttle, slumping her into the vehicle before stepping inside himself. Closing the door, he tapped lightly on the chest-plate of her armor before smirking lightly, licking up the blue blood that hung on his chin. "We can talk in here on the way to the safe house. Start with why you agreed to this, and we'll work from there. But make sure you stay back there. The windows are tinted, not one way. Wouldn't want you getting spotted moving about," the turian rambled before slipping into the driver's seat. Lifting off from the docking station, he whizzed through the "air" of the Presidium at considerable speed, though not above the regulated limits C-Sec placed on shuttles moving through the Citadel.<br><br>"So, have at it, and make it interesting. I doubt you're new to the Wolf Pack judging by your mannerisms, and yet you let me take you without... I don't know, shooting me in the face? So what gives? Who are you and why are you not dead right now beyond me having a good day and you proving to be a fun spar?" Videk said without turning his head back. He made sure to keep his eyes forward so as to not alert anyone who might be watching the shuttles fly through the Presidium. With how paranoid most merc groups were, he wouldn't put it past them to have someone watching the airways for something out of place, or a weapons shipment heading to a shop.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>24-03-2012, 10:00:51</strong>
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				Laying still in the back of his shuttle, she sighed heavily. She had an unamused look on her face. <br><br>"Udina's going to skin me alive..." she grumbled, looking up at the window in the backseat of the shuttle, only being able to see a few cars pass by overhead. She didn't like the fact that she was going to have to stay still during the entire ride to his shuttle achingly still. <br><br>"These things are a lot less comfortable than I remember. This seat is killing my back you know," the tone in her voice had changed as she began to freely converse with the Turian. "If I managed to fool you into thinking I'm a seasoned member of the Pack, I'm very sorry but it had to be done. Look you know I really needed those supplies, now I'm not even sure what I'm going to do. Play dead for the rest of my career? Gods, a month's work down the drain. Seriously, what am I going to do now that I'm in this car, if they even think I've been taken by C-sec for questioning I could be in serious shit..." Aurelia paused to take a deep breath in and exhale heavily.<br><br>"Whatever, it doesn't matter now, I might as well tell you. My name's Aurelia Svoboda, N7 operative under going an undercover mission on behalf of the Citadel Council, and congratulations you now know why <em>I</em> didn't kill you. Really. Ambassador Udina will have my hide for this..." she paused and looked up and out the window again. <br><br>"I'm sorry for calling you a flightless bird, I hope I didn't give you the wrong impression out there, but there was a lot of pressure to stay undercover there..." she apologized before looking to the floor of the shuttle.<br><br>"Are we almost there?" she prodded.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>24-03-2012, 21:16:25</strong>
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				Videk listened silently as Aurelia explained her situation, which was either quite the lie or an incredible truth. Which it was, he couldn't decide just yet. He needed more information, and it seemed the only other person who could verify this story would be difficult for the C-Sec officer to contact. Most, if not all, ambassadors on the Citadel tended to have a sense of privacy that C-Sec couldn't quite pierce. Well, it looks like I'll have to deal with the bareface at some point now... he thought as he exited the Presidium for one of the wards, heading towards one of the less hospitable areas on the Citadel.<br><br>"If your story is true, and I'm not saying it is... why wasn't C-Sec informed? We could have avoided most of this unpleasantness and you would have had tactical support should something go wrong. Nothing like a sniper trained on whoever's giving you problems to make you more at ease, eh?" Videk said as he eased back into his seat, setting the shuttle on autopilot from here. "And as for being almost there, it'll be another thirty minutes before we reach the safe house. Plenty of time to talk. And for me to check out those cuts. It looks like no Medi-gel was applied... Oh, and you can move now. No cameras through ward fly space and no one would try a space walk with C-Sec around. Our Snipers have itchy trigger fingers..." he continued, his eyes running over Aurelia slowly as he slipped out of his seat and into the somewhat roomier back cabin.<br><br>Pressing his back against the wall of the cabin, he placed a claw gently on Aurelia's face, brushing his thumb/talon over one of the scars to judge how deep it was. If it hadn't been for his armor covering the sharp points of his fingers, it may have been an unpleasant feeling, though as it stood, his touch was gentle and smooth, although cold. "Undercover work is something I've never enjoyed. A fickle bitch as I heard a human say... So no offense will be taken for the insult. Though I may have to make you earn my forgiveness for calling me it in the first place," Videk teased with a wink, though he had no real plan to make her jump through hoops at the moment. She had been through enough to get into the Wolf Pack, so keeping her position was priority one. Didn't mean she had his trust either. Acceptance and trust were two very different things on Palaven.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>24-03-2012, 22:17:04</strong>
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				Aurelia gave a sigh of relief as she sat up in the back seat of the shuttle. It had already started to make her back ache. She opened up her omni-tool, and severed her connection to the Extranet. She had paused for a moment before severing the connection, to read something that had automatically been sent back to her tool. "Well... they got the message, so hopefully they'll send someone, as soon as word gets out that I've been shot... Speaking of which," she paused to watch him move from the front of the vehicle to back by her, which got her to raise an eyebrow at him, "You could have just shot me, I wouldn't have minded that. I've been shot plenty of times before..." She moved her attention back to her omni-tool, effectively sabotaging network connections, and doing her best to make it look like C-Sec seized it.<br><br>She scooted over towards the right side of the cabin, making room for him as she still messed with her tool. "No, we have a short supply of Medi-gel despite its wide availability, we aren't exactly known for robbing banks to just buy Medi-gel. We usually have to rely on ourselves for such things. Which... is why I was there, sort of. They sent me because they realized that old way of going about having Medi-gel was becoming too risky. But they should have plenty of it now, granted they get there before security realizes that the alarms or cyber-security on the container are completely fried. Should be plenty of time. Perhaps, when I come back they won't be so hard on me... I'm just going to have to kiss more ass now..." Suddenly he was touching her cheek and she reacted... Perhaps a little too strongly. She pressed herself back against the door, and gave him a strange look. She was slightly weirded out by the touch in the first place, but he had also touched the one scar on her cheek that had nerve damage in it, sending a strange chill through her spine. After a few seconds, she relaxed but still maintained eye contact with him.<br><br>"C-sec was never informed because the Council thought that they may compromise the chosen agent's mission due to the paranoia of the group. As well as they suspected there may be an agent of the Pack within C-sec itself. I haven't figured out who that is yet, nor have I met Alpha, the leader," she relaxed so more and looked out the window, crossing her left leg over her right and placing her hands on her lap. She sighed, looked at him wink and raised an eyebrow again, and continued speaking with him,"It is a bitch, but someone <em>has</em> to do it. Most undercover missions are for the better good, when hacking and bugs aren't enough... Which is why they choose people like me to go in. We have the motivation because we are ruthless..."<br><br>She paused for a few minutes, silence filling the air in the shuttle until she opened her mouth again, looking at him,"Please, I seriously hope I don't come across as one of those," she made air quotations,"I hate every race except humans," she placed both of her hands in her lap and fiddled her fingers,"Kind of humans. I'm not Xenophobic in the slightest. If anything I'm the exact opposite, I rather like other cultures, if not am fascinated by other races. Humans... are kind of boring when you take a look at them... and then the other races in this galaxy..."She finished, feeling a slight amount of awkwardness. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>24-03-2012, 22:48:47</strong>
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				Shaking his head as Aurelia darted away, Videk let out a sigh of understanding that went deeper than what may have been implied. "Too long under the guise of hatred, we begin to hate everything. Too long under the guise of suspicion, we begin to suspect everything," he mumbled, an old proverb he heard as a child. Aurelia had obviously been without any sort of support, moral or otherwise, for long enough that she had to watch her own back at every moment. She had her guard up at all times because she had to have it up. The Wolf Pack from the sound of it would stab you in the back to take what's yours just as readily as they would assist you in gaining more. "Well, you can trust I'm not a spy for the Wolf Pack. I'd rather see them all rot in some prison like Purgatory. That or take a few rounds to the face..." Videk said, brushing his hand over the M-23 Katana stowed in the shuttle for additional firepower.<br><br>If one took a closer look at the walls dividing the cockpit of the cruiser from the passenger cabin, one would notice a number of other weapons contained in various docking stations. It would seem Videk was either quite the collector, or was quite the combatant. "But such is the nature of gangs. No matter how many small fish you send to a prison colony, you still have a gang to deal with. We need to take out Alpha..." Videk rambled bringing up his own omni-tool to look over his notes. "What if you come back with something a bit more... enticing than medi-gel? Lets say a weapons shipment meant for C-Sec destruction? Wouldn't exactly be the first time I've taken one of those for a sting. Think that could get you some favor in the group?"<br><br>While Videk had been discussing business, Aurelia had taken to a more personal tone, something that caught the turian off guard. He had rarely gotten close to a human, except for the occasional drinking buddy in C-Sec. Humans tended to keep to themselves for the most part on the Citadel, and that didn't really bother Videk till now. "I never assumed you were xenophobic. Your cover might be, but since you say you're an N7 operative, I doubt you'd be one of those Cerberus sympathizers I hear about from time to time."<br><br>What really caught Videk off guard was her apparent... 'fascination' with the other species that inhabit the Milky Way. "Fascinated? What do you mean," Videk started before raising his hands in a similar way to Aurelia, however he only used one of his two talons to create quotations, "fascinated?" The look of confusion was something that couldn't be mistaken on the Turian's face, if rather adorable in a 'it could eat my face but I want to hug it anyway' sort of way. He could somewhat understand an academic fascination with other species like he did with birds, but the way she said it seemed far less likely to be research based.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>25-03-2012, 00:40:50</strong>
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				"Glad to hear that you're not a spy," she smiled, sort of. She was having somewhat harder time relaxing back into her normal state. She looked around the shuttle, particularly at the weapons situated throughout it. She looked for, in particular, the rifles. She had a fascination for rifles, long distance ones, primarily used for sniping. <br><br>"Taking out Alpha is top priority, after that is done, I'm hoping to step in, control and then disperse the group. Hopefully without having to include more help from the militia," she paused and let him speak. Carrying out a normal conversation felt strange and alien to her. She was so used to picking fights and solving quarrels with brute force and shouting. She raised an eyebrow once more at his proposition,"Can you even get away with doing that, you have to clear that with higher ups don't you?" She seemed a bit surprised that he was willing to help at first thought, but taking a second to pull it in, she realized that's a classic Turian reaction. To help all those that need it. "It could end up working, as long as I'm careful about it... Very careful about it."<br><br>She almost laughed at his reaction to her view on species through out the galaxy. But... all that undercover work stopped it in her tracks, instead all that happened was a sly smile. She adjusted herself in her seat, and was about to reply when she saw him doing quotations, yet another laughed stifled before it could be uttered. He was adorable, in a way that only a Turian could be and the look of confusion on his face was humbling. Everything about this conversation in the shuttle, was humbling. For what felt like forever, she had to be so mean and unpleasant. <br><br>"I'm not really how to explain my fascination. I guess my curiosity most often then not gets the better of me. Ever since I knew about all of the other species... I..." she moved around on the seat a little, a kind of wriggle. Something making her nervous obviously, as she shied her face away to look out the window,"I... guess you could say it's more of an unknown and compelling attraction..." With that she was rather silent. With her facing the window, it was unknown to Videk that her cheeks had started to become flush.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>25-03-2012, 02:13:07</strong>
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				Aurelia's choice of words intrigued the turian when combined with her body language, a sense that she was hiding something personal washing over him. "Intriguing. I will admit, I do find humans to be rather... as you said, attractive, if hard to connect with. Too many stigmas about my kind for most humans to get past," he said, sighing at the end as he lamented over his words. "Do I make you... uncomfortable?" Videk inquired, swinging around from his perch to sit next to her on the poorly cushioned seat. Placing his claw on her leg, he tilted his head down in silence, hopefully putting her at ease.<br><br>A few moments later, the silence was broken by the auto pilot alerting them of their impending arrival at the safe house. "You might want to loose the armor. If the Blue Suns think you're a rival merc, they'll put a round through your head faster than I can explain. I should have a C-Sec uniform for a human in the back. I can give you some privacy if you need." Videk rose from the seat slowly and undid an M-3 Predator from the wall of the cabin, along with an M-8 Avenger assault rifle. "Feel free to grab whatever weapons you might need," he added before taking the pilot's seat.<br><br>It would be very clear to her that if she changed as it was, Videk could easily see her from her seat, but that didn't occur to the turian. He was used to having to change in front of others in order to prepare for battle. One didn't get through a war on modesty.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>25-03-2012, 03:43:07</strong>
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				Aurelia never turned to look at him while he was speaking to her, too afraid that he might possibly witness a chink in her armor. Aurelia was guarded, but she did have a completely different interior in terms of personality. <br><br><em>Uncomfortable?</em> she thought to herself, and then she found his hand on her leg, and she took in a audible deep breath, held it in for a few seconds and then exhaled. Still though, she looked out the window, trying her best to get her face to look normal. She took the choice where she stayed silent after he asked, for a few moments. She turned her head then, after the long awkward silence and looked at him. There was no flushing in her cheeks at the time, but before she could answer him, the radio broke the silence. <br><br>When he told her she'd have to change, she lost just a tiny amount of color in her face and she sat there blinking for a few seconds before shaking it off and replying. "I suppose you are right with that..."She sighed a bit and waited until he had climbed into the pilot seat before looking for the uniform in one of the many compartments in the back of the shuttle. She found one after a minute or two of searching. She hoped it would fit okay, or that it wouldn't be too small or way to big. She looked up into the front of the vehicle, where Videk sat. And then it occured to her, she was about to change in this Turian's vehicle, and she didn't even know his name yet. <br><br>"You know... if we are going to be partner's... well seeing as we're coming from the same vehicle and I'm going to be wearing this uniform. It might help if I actually learned your name," Before she started on the task of removing her armor, she silently prayed in her head that he wouldn't turn around at anytime, or see anything that was underneath her armor. It was probably for nothing though, after all she was changing in the back of his shuttle and there was no separation from the front to the back. She quickly and carefully undid the clasps on her arms up to her shoulders, hissing coming from each of the clasps. The airlock seal breaking and her skin feeling the first air it had felt in a few days. It sent a chill up and down her spine as she removed her gauntlets on both arms. The chill caused her skin to prickle, get "goosebumps" in human slang. She rubbed her arms a little before undoing the clasps around her calves. <br><br>More slight hisses were made as she quickly undid her greaves and slipped her legs out of each of them. Once again the air hit her skin, it felt particularly wonderful between her toes. She had to indulge in a few seconds of blissfully wiggling her toes with an innocent look on her face. She grabbed her gauntlets and and greaves and placed them to the side of her in the seat. Her pair of greaves only went up to her thighs, and it was now apparent that her chest piece was actually modeled similar to a leotard, as it hugged her body all the way down her back and wrapped around her crotch. Most of the material on the chest piece was flexible air tight fabric with the exception of the light plating on it. '<br><br>Aurelia looked up for a few seconds, to where the Turian sat, again. Only to see if he was looking, and when she confirmed that he wasn't she continued to remove her armor. She looked down on her chest, ran her left and right hand up the side of her body starting at her hip, obviously looking for something. <em>I can never find it on the first try...Ever,</em> she thought to herself as her hands continued up and over her rib cage, until she found what she was looking for. She flipped open a cover on her plating just under her breast line on her torso and pushed a button. Immediately, a series of hisses was heard and she let out a sudden relaxed sigh as she felt her chest piece loosen. She pulled apart the neck line framing slightly, to allow for removal, and placed a hand on each side of her shoulders and pulled it off fowards. It appeared it was sealed mostly on the back along the spine. She slipped each arm out of the holes provided for them and hugged the loose armor to her chest for a second. <br><br><em>He's going to end up seeing my underwear isn't he...</em> she thought to herself as she looked at him again. Taking a deep breath in, she attempted to relax herself as she pulled the skin tight armor off of her body. She had to swing her legs up onto the seat, in order to scoot the last of the armor off.<br><br>It was now, as she pulled off her armor fully, that one could see her complete underlying skin and body shape. Her muscles were well toned, but not overly so, so it made it rather odd considering the weight Videk might have felt whilst carrying her. She wasn't dainty though either, she looked more like a hardier human female as compared to others out there. Her skin was a warm olive tone, she hadn't seen any UV exposure on her skin lately so it was slightly paler than normal. Her arm muscles tensed as she tugged the armor off. As she got it off over her breasts, it was apparent she was indeed wearing underwear. Her bra was rather boring to look at, rather plain, except for the color.<br><br>&nbsp;It was a deep hot pink in color. Rather odd after seeing her wear all that dreary black and greyish silver. It rather, in a curious way, accented the olive in her skin, helping to compensate for the lack of UV exposure. Another tug, one could watch as something was revealed along her right ribcage, it appeared it was an elaborate tattoo. It looked like a bird that was on fire entwined with a tree of sorts. It had pink petals, it appeared similar to the trees on the floor in the council chambers. In one last tug she revealed her panties, same color. She paused. <em>I wonder if he's ever seen human underwear...</em> for a few seconds her cheeks flushed as her thought continued while she pulled the chest piece over her legs and off. Any normal human would recognize her underwear as a style of thong, but she curiously wondered if the Turian would know this if he...happened to look back. <br><br>Aurelia quickly found herself praying again he wouldn't look back. Blushing softly she quickly grabbed the C-sec uniform she found and slipped it on. It was a little baggy in the pants but that was okay. It managed to accent her hips a little, but not as well as the armor she had been wearing. It was quite obvious she was capable of... well a couple things with her body. She finally slipped on the boots provided, which were a tad too big, her toes at the very least an inch away from the tip of the boot. So she compensated by tightening the boots snugger around the tops of her feet. She breathed in deeply and exhaled. "Alright, I'm dressed..." she said as she leaned forwards a little to grab a Predator pistol from a storage container in the back of the shuttle and placed it on her belt. Her eyes caught something white. A glimmer of excitement played in her eyes, it was a M-13 Raptor. She quickly grabbed it and untelescoped it. She now looked like a child with a favorite toy. She held the gun for a few moments, expertly looking it over and then placed it on her lap, awaiting to get out of the vehicle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 02:27:51</strong>
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				Without turning back, Videk smirked before answering his name, his voice clear and resounding in the shuttle, "Videk Kisarus. Served with the third legion for half of my life. Did a year in the Hastatim before joining C-Sec. That should cover any questions they'll ask you." Videk clamped his jaw as he piloted the ship in a slow circle, making sure no one followed them. It was a tedious maneuver, but one done for their safety, and to give Aurelia time to change.<br><br>Videk understood the concept of a human's 'modesty', but it was beyond him why they felt the need. Out of respect, he tried to keep his eyes forward, but the hiss of the airlocks caught his attention. It was hard to keep a turian's attention away from sound or movement, and there was quite a lot of both behind him. Evolution left him unable to resist the urge to sneak a peak, if only for a brief instant. Training however made that all the time he needed. <em>Hmm... interesting. A strong build. Would have to be with her undercover work. Not unattractive though...</em> Videk thought with an amused look on his face. When she undid the armor from her legs, he once again shifted his eyes, catching a glimpse of her legs.<br><br><em>Smooth skin. More like an Asari than a Salarian. Olive complexion. Lighter than most of such a complexion though. Must have been without UV exposure. Nice legs though, for a human,</em> he mused silently, slowly pulling the shuttle up to the docking station that connected to the safe house. It would be another minute before the doors would be unlocked for security reasons, giving her more than enough time to finish changing. In the mean time, Videk reached into the small compartment that sat between the pilot and co-pilot seats, drawing out an M-3 Shuriken in it's telescoped form. It was his prefered sidearm for many reasons, mostly due to it's increased effectiveness against active defenses that were common amongst mercs these days. The other reason he so preferred the weapon was it's six round burst. Why rely on one bullet when you could have six?<br><br>Placing the weapon on his left hip, Videk's eyes darted to the side again at the sound of another hiss, just in time to watch Aurelia remove the final piece of her armor. His eyes traveled from her neck down over her torso, taking in every detail, from the tautness of her musculature to each curve of her womanly figure. One thing he didn't expect was the thin piece of hot pink cloth covering her chest. <em>What's the purpose of that? It hardly seems like a good barrier between the armor and her body. And the color... Wouldn't that be rather distracting? Humans are so... strange...</em> Videk postulated, the answers escaping him. <em>Perhaps the purpose is in the look? To draw the eye? Then why wear it under her armor?</em> The more Videk considered it, the more he grew confused, which only increased at the sight of the thong that covered Aurelia's lower half.<br><br>Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he turned back towards Aurelia as soon as she had dawned the uniform that he had, noting the way it hid her figure far more than the armor did in some ways, while accenting other areas of her figure. Watching her gather a few weapons, Videk grinned wide as she took hold of one of his preferred rifles, admiring her taste in weapons. "I hope you can handle that. It's outfitted with an extended barrel and an enhanced scope. The weight keeps the recoil down and the capacity is comparable to some assault rifles. And I'm rambling..." Videk said, a soft blueish tint appearing on the sides of his face on the soft pelt behind his carapace. If one knew enough about Turian biology, they would know that Videk was blushing.<br><br>"Well then, lets get down to business then. And get you some medical treatment for those scars. My friend has done wonders with medi-gel advancements," he explained before opening the hatch of the shuttle with a loud burst of air escaping the seal. Stepping out, Videk raised his arms above his head, showing the Blue Suns that stood outside he wasn't holding a weapon. "Oh, and stow the Raptor... They're rather trigger happy with new arrivals..." Videk whispered, nudging his head towards the hallway to signal Aurelia to step out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 04:05:24</strong>
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				So his name was Videk Kisarus. It had a nice ring to her in her head as she climbed up into the passenger seat, next to Videk. The front seats seemed to be much more comfortable compared to the back seat. Aurelia once again wondered if he saw her at all in the back seat when she was changing. She swallowed a bit hard, and sighed softly. As he began speaking about how he modified the Raptor in her hands, she couldn't help but smirk. So he liked doing things like that did he? She rechecked the gun, sure enough there were his modifications. They fit so seamlessly into the gun, she had barely noticed. She had gotten so used to using common weapons that it had been a while since she held a nice rifle. But like a missing puzzle piece, it fit into her hands so easily, and comfortably. <br><br>"Oh I think I can handle it. I'm a better shot with a rifle than most humans... well at least the one's in my class. Some of them used to insist my father was a Turian.." she spoke, turning her head to look at his face, something seemed off about it. Was he bluer than normal? "Don't worry you're not rambling, you're talking about something that is pertinent and has interest to you. Don't worry." She smirked slightly. <br><br>She watched as he opened the hatch on his side and then he mentioned stowing the Raptor. <em>Where in the world am I going to stow that away?! In my boobs?</em> she thought as she looked around the vehicle for some kind of harness to throw over her shoulders that she could attach the gun to. She found one, but only after he had signaled for her to step out of the vehicle. She quickly placed it over her chest, but it was a bit small and cut into her chest a little. The belt that went across her chest pulled down the uniform shirt a little and tightened the clothing over all, all over her breasts. She looked at it and sighed heavily. <em>Great, now I look like a pinup cop...</em> she sighed once more while attaching the Raptor to her back and placed the Predator pistol under her left arm. <br><br>Aurelia slowly stepped out of the shuttle, arms in the air, following Videk's move. <em>What now...</em> she thought again. She got the urge to mess with her hair out of nervousness, but she then questioned why she was nervous. This shouldn't be any different than being a soldier? Should it? She walked around the shuttle to stand next to Videk, his height giving him an advantage to see her cleavage. In the light and open of the shuttle bay, it was quite obvious that she was well endowed in the chest, and the holster made it all the more obvious as her cleavage peeked out through the stretched neckline. Her hips were well rounded, but looked a bit boyish in the pants that were part of the uniform she was now wearing. Still she had her hands above her head as she looked ahead to the hallway and spoke to Videk,"What now partner?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 05:21:53</strong>
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				As Aurelia stood beside him, Videk turned his head to look down at his partner, his eyes going wide at the sight he got. Huh... So that's part of the appeal of humans... he thought to himself as he looked at the very pleasantly displayed cleavage. A few moments passed and a deep breath snapped Videk out of his trance, allowing him to come up with a good response. "Well, now we wait for my friend to arri-" Videk started before the Blue Sun mercenaries all lowered their weapons at once, as if on command. "Speak of the devil. Ishi! Get your amphibian posterior out here and show a friend some courtesy!" Videk called out with a wide smile, stepping forward as he held his arms out, less as a show of surrender and more of a preemptive measure to a hug.<br><br>Without much wait, a slender Salarian wearing a lab coat over blue armor with the symbol of the Blue Suns on the chest stepped out from behind a wall, a pair of goggles covering his eyes. "New partner? I assume you told her that I'll shoot her myself if she tries any funny business. Oh, and you still owe me for that information I gave you about the Wolf Pack heist. Now get your scrawny birdbrain ass over here!" he said quickly without a breath, almost as if every word were in a rush to escape his lips. The two exchanged their hellos and a hug before Videk turned to Aurelia with a grin.<br><br>"He talks a big game, but he's really a softy. I've known Ishi here since he was a member of STG. You'd be surprised what those lizards get themselves into that requires Turian Military intervention to get them out of," Videk said as he lead his friend and Aurelia into the complex.<br><br>"For the last time, will you stop calling me that? My name is Ishilon Caadus. Use it properly, birdbrain," Ishi said, rolling his eyes behind his goggles as the three traveled into the main corridor. If it weren't for the various guards standing around armed with military grade rifles such as the Mattock or the Vindicator, the building could easily be confused with the average hospital. Medical equipment lined every wall and research stations were cluttered with datapads and various chemical containers. It wasn't till they reached a large locked door that it became clear the purpose of the instillation.<br><br>"Stop calling me Birdbrain, and I might start referring to you by your full name... Ishi," Videk replied with what amounted to a chuckle from the Turian, stepping into a large infirmary. Every bed was taken up by a wounded Blue Suns member, some with missing limbs, others getting patched up from severe trauma and bullet wounds. "Aurelia, take a seat over there, Ishi will look over those cuts and treat those scars. You can trust he won't hurt you... just don't pull a gun on him. He's a little too good with a omni-scalpel, if you catch my meaning."
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 06:33:05</strong>
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				She wasn't at all intimidated by the Salarian when he said he'd shoot her in the face himself if she tried any "funny-business". She wouldn't be doing any of that. Most certainly not. Aurelia watched with intrigue as the Salarian Ishilon and Videk interacted with one another. Much like a bickering set of brothers, picking on each other but still, underneath it all grateful to have each other. She still never understood male mechanics like that completely yet. It still seemed so odd, compared to how women acted with each other, even though she acted like this with men sometimes. <br><br>Aurelia walked alongside of Videk down the hallway of the clinic. It was rather professional like, with the exception of the mercs lining the halls. When they stepped into main part of the infirmary, she took in the sight of the wounded mercs. <em>I wish they all had access to top notch care, like soldiers in the Alliance have...</em> she thought as she looked at a patient who recently had an arm amputated. It then finally occurred to her, if she had her scars taken care of, would the Pack notice. Better yet, if they did, what was going to happen? <em>Shit,</em> she cursed inside her head, her brow furrowed as she scooted onto the seat that Videk pointed to. Obviously now, it was too late to mention this to Videk. So instead she looked at him, with a slightly troubled face. She would have to trust him when he mentioned the Salarian was good with an omni-scalpel. <br><br>"So... what if I like my scars? What if... they... have benefits?" she looked at Ishilon and then at Videk, she was referring to the nerves being so very close to the surface in her lips. How they, when she nibbled on the scars or licked them, gave her a certain amount of pleasure, being much more sensitive than before. But her words could be taken any number of ways. She did wish she could get rid of the giant one on her cheek. It was sad to look at in the mirror. When she had first gotten that wound, it was relatively bad. Her skin on her cheek had departed from the muscle, and was hanging after the daughter of Alpha sliced at her with her omni-blade. She had just barely dodged it, thus suffering this scar now...<br><br>Aurelia's honey brown eyes looked a bit worried, as her face displayed a totally different emotion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 08:07:38</strong>
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				Videk took a seat besides Aurelia, tapping a cloth over his lip to check if the cut the woman gave him earlier was bad enough to need treatment. Finding that it had already clotted, Videk decided there was no need to mention it to his friend. "Well, just tell Ishi which scars you don't want him to treat. He's a doctor, so he has to do what's in the patient's best interest. Isn't that right Ishi?"<br><br>The Salarian looked up, his eyes somewhat magnified by the goggles he wore as he glared at Videk. "You're just begging to be snipped like that Krogan was last week, aren't ya?" The Krogan in question was a drunk member of the Blue Suns who decided to try and get a bit fresh with a new medic on staff. Ishilon didn't take kindly to the attempted rape, and made sure the rest of the Blue Suns knew his stance on public intoxication. Sure, it got him brought to Videk's desk with an assault charge, but that was besides the point. The message was clear. Don't mess with a pissed off Salarian with sharp objects.<br><br>"Just do your thing. I'll be in your range checking out that new weapon shipment I'm not supposed to know about. Aurelia, Ishi will lead you my way when you're done." Before either could say anything about the plan, Videk started down the hall towards the armory of the safe house, it having it's own firing range built in. Videk believed that the best way to relieve stress was to apply an excessive amount of firepower to a target.<br><br>Finding the weapons shipment as he knew it would be there, Videk looked over what the Blue Suns had managed to get their hands on. "I might actually have to bust them on this one... Phaestons? Valkyries? Falcons? This is more firepower than they've ever had at any time in one box..." Videk thought aloud to himself, taking out one of the Valkyrie rifles and examining it. A prime example of Alliance workmanship, individual marksmanship being the highest mark in their military. "What I would give for one of these in my collection..." he mumbled, clearly impressed with the weapon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 09:00:50</strong>
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				Aurelia had to try her best to keep a straight face when Ishilon threatened snipping Vedik. It was a very hilarious image that was brought into her head. <em>I wonder if the Krogan knew Ishilon was male...</em> she thought as she watched Videk walking away, announcing he was going to the firing range. Aurelia waited until Videk was gone to look up at Ishilon with a serious expression playing across her face. Her lips pulled into a tight line and her brow slightly furrowed. This was as a good a time as any to see if he could remove a constant reminder of her past.<br><br>"You are to tell nothing about what I'm about to show you, to my partner..." she spoke in a serious tone. She undid the weapons harness from underneath her breasts, and took it off. She looked to Ishilon once more before placing her hands on the bottom of her shirt and yanking it up and over her head. She swiftly spun around in the seat, placing her hands on the clasp of her bra and undoing it. It was already evident about what she was referring to. Thick long lines of scars covered her back. It looked reminiscent to torture scars. She then let her bra fall free from her back as she pushed her front into the back of the seat. <br><br>"I want them gone, as much as possible. I'm aware they are deep, but I want as many as you can get rid of..." Aurelia pursed her lips and rested her forehead against the back of the chair. The Alliance wouldn't do the procedure to remove and heal the scars on her back because it was considered a purely cosmetic procedure. She would have had to pay for it out of pocket if she wanted them gone, and she didn't have that kind of money, even with her N7 pay. <br><br>There were many, at first glance there were three relatively large ones that stretched from her shoulder blades to her tail bone, there wasn't really a pattern to the scars either, they were rather oddly placed. Besides the large ones, there were several slightly superficial scars, all still looking like someone lashed her back. <br><br>"These are the only ones I want fixed... please Ishilon..." she spoke and then sighed, her eyes saddening as she remembered some painful memories.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 07:02:16</strong>
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				Ishilon stared at the bare back silently as he listened to Aurelia speak, shaking his head a bit at the sight that was before him. "Tis a shame so much damage had to be done to you. But it is of no concern. I can fix most, if not all these scars with regular treatments. The first wave of treatment should at least dull the appearance of them. Make them harder to notice," he said quickly, hardly taking the time to finish speaking before rising from his seat. Walking over to grab a container of some oddly colored gel, he strolled back over with a grin. "My own creation. Rather effective at clearing up wounds. Also good for making sure limbs get reattached without issues."<br><br>Before Aurelia could say anything else, Ishi had already begun to apply the substance to her back. It was extremely cold, enough to at least send a chill along her spine as it was applied. It clearly didn't bother the Salarian as he applied it though, happily humming show tunes as he worked. Rubbing the gel into Aurelia's skin, it slowly began to heal the scar tissue and doubled the production of skin cells in the area, effectively replacing the scar tissue with normal skin. All Aurelia would feel though was a bit of a pinching as it worked.<br><br>While Aurelia got fixed up, Videk had been having a bit too much fun trying out the contraband weapons that he found in the armory, firing off round after round on various targets with precision not often seen. He had modified the weapon with a stability enhancement to deal with the recoil from the high powered Valkyrie, along with a special heat sink system that increased the number of rounds he could fire before needing to replace the thermal clip. "Damn, I'm good," he mused as he brought in a target, seeing a smiley face poked through the head by the rounds he fired. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 08:34:52</strong>
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				Aurelia was expecting some kind of surgery but instead was receiving a gel application, this stunned her a little but she easily scoffed it. Considering where technology was at in this point of time, it was to be expected. But the Alliance military didn't usually have Salarian doctors, and they were--more than often--the best. Aurelia wasn't expecting the coldness of the gel though, that's for sure. <br><br>A cold chill drove up her spine, her skin reacting by prickling and her hairs standing on end. She shivered as he placed more and more on her back, and then came that pinching feeling. It felt like someone was picking at her back. It was a little stronger where her scars were, feeling like someone was using tweezers on her versus fingers. Aurelia breathed in deeply and gripped the back of the chair she sat on. IT was starting to feel tingly, because of all the pinching happening on her back. <br><br><em>I wonder how many sessions I would need to get rid of them completely... It would be incredibly nice to have them gone for good...</em> she thought to herself as Ishilon continued with the procedure.&nbsp; More coldness followed by more pinching. The moment she started thinking about when it was going to be done, she felt fabric on her back. She peeked around her shoulder to see Ishilon wiping the residual gel from her back. She was still left feeling cold even after he wiped it up, and the pinching feeling continued as she received the okay to put her clothes back on. She strapped her bra back together behind her back with ease, and pulled her shirt down over it. She then put her weapon belt back on over her chest. Her breasts once again being emphasized just like before. <br><br>Aurelia stood up, and bowed in front of Ishilon, thanking him deeply for taking time out of his day to help her. She then asked which way to the firing range so she could check on Videk. She walked silently down to the range, her back still a bit cold, and the pinching feeling fading but still there. She felt the need to itch at it, but resisted the temptation. As she turned the corner to go into the firing range, she saw Videk eying up a Valkyrie he held in his claws. She smiled before entering the range. Her breasts bouncing slightly as she silently approached him from behind. "It's a good gun, but how well can you use it?" she said smirking, her eyes slightly playful looking. She pushed a button sending the nearest unused target to its farthest position. Without blinking, Aurelia pulled the Raptor off her back, untelescoped it and took what seems only like a few milliseconds to aim, cock and fire the gun. It all happened in a matter of seconds, and she only fired one shot. Her breasts bounced with the slight recoil felt from the gun firing. The way she held it, looked like she had used rifles for a long time, and that she was well adapted to the recoils they provided. She lowered the Raptor and grinned at him, pushing the button in front of her to bring the target forward. As it closed in, it was obvious, as seen by the hole, that she got batarian shaped target right between the eyes.<br><br>"I'd like to see how you use your gun... if you don't mind," she said smirking. Undoubtedly, being a Turian and a member of C-sec, he was more than likely to be an excellent shot with any number of weapons.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 07:14:20</strong>
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				Videk let a small grin curl onto his lips as he heard Aurelia's voice whisper into his ear, his shoulders visibly relaxing in her presence. "This, my friend, is not a gun. This is a rifle, and a damn good one at that. Alliance special from what I hear. Only issued to N7 operatives, and I'm assuming for field testing at the moment. They have little reason not to use it. It's sad that I'll likely never get my hands on one outside of this room..." Videk said with a sigh, clearly having a love affair with the weapon in his hands. Telescoping it before placing it on the table, he watched Aurelia take a shot at the target she set up down range with precision.<br><br>"Well, if you want to see me use my gun, you'll have to get me a little drunk first... Or at least buy me dinner," Videk said with a smirk before setting a target out to the medium range setting. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes, steadying himself and blocking out everything else in the room. In his mind, there was only him, the target, and whatever weapons that were in reach in the room. Everything else didn't matter.<br><br>Reaching out quickly, he picked up the Valkyrie with his right hand, the weapon un-telescoping out as he brought up his left to steady it. Firing not even a second later, three burst flew down range, soon followed by Videk dropping the rifle onto the table. His hand quickly went for the Predator strapped to his hip, flipping it out with a practiced roll before firing five rounds in rapid succession. Letting the weapon drop next to the Valkyrie, Videk was already working on grabbing his next weapon, the Avenger on his back. Flipping it into his hands by using his shoulder as a fulcrum, the weapon was ready to fire in the blink of an eye, which is exactly what it did. Firing off a quick burst, Videk spun quickly on his heels as he refastened the rifle to his back, and as he did, pulled the Shuriken from his left hip. Putting his left foot behind him and holding the Shuriken out in his right hand in front of him, he let loose a single six round burst.<br><br>Refastening the Shuriken to his hip as he let out a breath, it was clear that the entire show had only taken a few seconds. But that was all it took for the turian to let loose a hail of gunfire from four weapons. Setting his hand on his Predator, he brought the target he sent out forward, showing off why turian soldiers were so revered. His hail of gunfire had put a heart with an arrow through it into the chest of the target. "What do you think? Can I shoot? Or can I shoot?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 08:43:12</strong>
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				Aurelia took a mental note of his severe interest in the Valkyrie rifle. It was true, they were just getting tested, and only N7 agents got a hold of them first. Even at that, they had to jump through hoops to get one. Perhaps, if his idea pans out well, and when she eventually finished her mission, she'd jump through a couple of hoops for a thank you. <br><br>She stood there, after firing the Raptor, with a slightly dumbfounded but embarrassed look on her face. A red blush coming into her cheeks as she shied her face away, but not fast enough that he wouldn't notice the reddening cheeks. Without missing a beat after a few seconds she exclaimed,"GUNS! Plural! I mean guns!" Her cheeks were now fully flushed and pink. Thankfully he was quickly showing off his shooting skills. Her heart was beating a bit faster than it should normally, it felt odd and she felt incredibly strange at the moment. The first shot of gunfire made her snap out of her current state and she turned to watch him in all his glory. He was good, but for a child of a military focused race, she wasn't surprised at how good he was. When he pulled a roll, she smiled faintly. As he finished, Aurelia felt the urge to clap for him, and then thought of why she would want to do that. <br><br>What was this feeling in her stomach? It felt like a bunch of tiny birds fluttering about. As she laid eyes on the target, and had seen what he had shot into it, her face began to become flush once more. The harder beating of her heart returned and the birds flew about in her stomach a bit more. <em>I feel warm.... Why is it so hot in here suddenly?</em> she thought to herself.<br><br>"You... yeah..." and suddenly she was tripping on her words as well? <em>What's wrong with me?</em> Aurelia panicked a little inside. Now she was avoiding eye contact with Videk. All against her own will. What was going on? "Yeah, you, uh shoot really good... um..." She shied her face away some more, looking at the floor. Her brain in a fury over what was going on, but never delivering a straight answer to her. She felt all garbled and on edge, and yet at the same time, thrilled and excited. It was a merry go round of emotions, constantly changing and yet feeling at the same time like she was feeling everything at once... She wasn't sure what she should do.<br><br>She shook her head a little and rubbed her forehead with her hand. She looked up to him, her face normal again, and her eyes looking into his. "So tell me, how do you plan on getting me those weapons you talked about in the car? That is without destroying your position in C-sec and then alerting the Pack agent within..." She placed the Raptor on her back again and pulled out the Predator from the holster at her side and took aim at the target she had pushed down the firing range again. It occurred to her that he hadn't said anything about the scars on her face still being there, and wonder if he would ever notice at all. She then wondered after that thought if she would eventually have to explain herself to him, and tell him everything. Hell how did she even know if she was going to know him after he gave her the goods? Perhaps she would keep in contact, to warn him of anything strange, should it happen. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 06:28:19</strong>
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				Videk chuckled a bit at how flustered the joke made. It wasn't often he had seen a trained soldier get worked up over a slip of the tongue or a playful inuendo, but of course, Aurelia wasn't exactly a normal soldier.<br><br>"Oh, that's simple. I ask nicely. If you screw me on it, then I get fired, and if you don't, promotion. So, don't do anything stupid. And as for you getting them without alerting the Pack, how good are you at hacking a C-Sec security lock if you happen to have the codes?" he said with a smirk, glancing down at Aurelia before leaning against the range's counter. If all went to plan, he would have the Pack out of commission in no time. One less case burdening his desk. However, all of that would be done without him...<br><br>Months went by after that day he met Aurelia. No word, and not even the slightest idea that anything was going as planned. He hadn't even the slightest idea if Aurelia was still alive, but he had faith in her. In the time since that day, Videk had been moved to desk duty, which didn't sit very well for him.<br><br>Sitting at his desk in C-Sec HQ, he was half asleep when his terminal buzzed with a new message. Half awake, he skimmed through the message with little interest till he saw something he didn't expect in the slightest. The message was only signed with one letter, A. "It couldn't be..." he mumbled as he shot awake completely, taking his time rereading the message. "She wants to see me? Well... I guess... It has been months..." He had completely forgotten the fact that she was undercover when he stood and headed for his car, fully intent on seeing her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 08:01:25</strong>
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				She had asked him to meet her at a tiny little restaurant in the business district. One that was known to have a mixture of anything whether it be dexto-amino based food or food fit for consumption for humans. They catered to everyone, and despite their popularity they managed to maintain a mom and pop feel to the place. It was a friendly place, currently not many people were there because it was late in the evening, long past the usually time for the supper rush. Looking around the place one would see a relatively colorful setting, as typical of a place open all day and night. Various pictures of political figures or celebrities adorned the wall in black glass frame, the digital pictures flickering from time to time, some of them changing. The sound of a projection screen connected to Citadel t.v. could be heard, various topics of debate being held in a quiet volume. The ambiance was warm and inviting, soft orange lights made the place feel cozy. Counter space was a brilliant white with onyx trim. Chairs and booth seats had light mandarin orange cushioning, framed by black trimmed brilliant smooth white hard material. At second glance the place looked more like a diner from Earth.<br><br>The restaurant was almost empty save for a rather large Elcor far in the back, two Salarians at the counter divulging in scientific discussions and alien friendly pie, and Aurelia sitting lonely at a booth next to the large shaded window that separated the restaurant from the commons of the district. She placed her hands on the table in front of her and examined them. Tiny scars were there but hardly noticeable anymore. Her hands were no longer rough from all the manual labor she had done under cover. Her body was one of the first things she took care of after being relieved of under cover duty. Facial, spa treatment, the entire works. But this didn't stop the tiny scars from still being there. She inspected her nails, which were painted a deep crimson at the time, and ensured they were in nice condition. <br><br>She normally didn't put much effort into her appearance, but tonight was different, for tomorrow the take-down of the Wolf pack was to be publicly broadcasted, and she would be on a stage with the Ambassador. Sure it was nothing compared to her former classmate Shepard, who was off gallivanting the galaxy and busy being a paragon. She was just humble enough to play a bigger part than just shooting people. The undercover work she had completed was refreshing, regardless of how hard it was. But it was a lot easier thanks to Videk's willing help. That's why she was waiting here tonight. Waiting for him. Although, she had hoped he would show up wearing something "hot" as she put it, because she had mentioned some kind of vague term for dancing in her extranet message. <br><br>Aurelia looked down at her exposed chest. Wondering if this outfit did anything for males of other species as it did for hers. Her snug red dress fit her body to a tee, and somehow managed to accentuate her hips, still not as much as her military uniform or the gang uniform did for them. But they still looked rather nice. It was obvious as she sat there, how in shape she was, her toned arm muscles and her slim middle, her strong calves that ended with her feet in black pumps. She was, now that she was out from undercover, tanner, her olive skin shining with a healthy sun-kissed-esque glow. Around her neck she wore a velvet choker which elongated her neck, making it a place you'd want to place your lips if you had them. She reached a hand up and ran it through her waved chestnut hair, something she had taken her time to do. She wasn't normally one for styling her mid back length hair, it was normally cut at a manageable length and pulled back into a braided bun or a pony tail. It had grown in length while she was undercover, and she decided to let it go for a while. Why not? She was being rewarded with a couple months leave with pay for her success. She would worry about it getting in the way later. Tonight she felt good, so she had wanted to look good. Not to mention she <em>was</em> meeting with a rather attractive Turian to tell him the important news. Her painted, now completely smooth (save for a small scar on her lip) face looked down at the open space in the booth next to her, at a wrapped rectangle shaped box, and a smile played over her glossed lips. <br><br><em>'I hope he likes the gift I'm giving him tonight,'</em> She then returned to looking at the entrance of the restaurant with her caramel eyes. Wondering when he was going to show up was actually starting to make her nervous. Let alone, what was he going to think of her appearance, would it even have any effect on him?
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 08:45:37</strong>
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				As soon as he arrived back at his apartment, Videk had a bit of a spring in his step as he removed the standard issue C-Sec armor all turians wore in the line of duty. Clicking on an vintage Earth juke box he had got from a friend after mentioning his love for classic rock, the song Don't Stop Me Now came humming through his quarters. If anyone were to walk in on the now dancing Videk, it would have been clear he was rather happy about <em>something</em>, though what was a secret he would keep till after his meeting. As the message said there was the possibility of dancing, Videk decided he should probably dress in something more casual yet dignified.<br><br>Slipping on his light blue and black pants and shirt that hugged his frame, showing off his avian features as well as his broad chest and long legs, Videk went to his lavatory to check his facial markings. Each and every turian took pride in their markings, showing the colony of their origin. It was like wearing your entire history on your face, and to those who didn't know enough about turians, it also served as a fashion statement. Touching up the markings a bit, Videk headed back out to grab his coat, slipping it on just as the song ended. "Queen. Such an under rated band," Videk commented before chuckling.<br><br>Soon after, Videk arrived at the restaurant with a slightly confused look on his face. This place was nice. Very nice in fact, and much nicer than he would have expected for a friendly meeting between two friends who haven't seen each other in a while. Walking over to the bar, Videk whispered to the bartender about if there was a woman waiting there. Without a word, the bartender pointed to a booth just somewhat out of the way, and Videk thanked him with a few credits for his trouble. Walking over, Videk's brow raised slightly as he saw the woman sitting in the booth.<br><br>"I'm sorry, I think I have the wrong table. I'm looking for my friend and I think I might have miss-" he said before tapering off as he realized Aurelia was the woman in red that was sitting in front of him. His jaw dropped slightly in aw of her beauty, which was clearly accentuated for this meeting. The dress had the intended effect in spades, and the subtle make up only drew his attention to what she already had. The turian couldn't help but stare at Aurelia in silence, his breath thoroughly taken away by her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 09:25:03</strong>
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				Aurelia shifted slightly in her seat as she turned to look away at apparently the moment Videk walked through the doors. She found watching people walk by and interact in front of her, not knowing she was watching them, to be fascinating. To watch people silently, to study them, how they acted, gave her a sense of normality, that she wasn't strange at all, and that there were people out there like her. She sighed softly placing a hand under her chin, her fingers curling into her palm. As she heard the distinctive voice of a Turian she turned her head to look. She had almost completely forgotten what he sounded like, but his face, that was something that was burned into her memory. It was a pleasant burn, it kept her going, along with the faces of teammates, when she was undercover. But she had more often then not, found herself thinking of his face and his generosity. A smile played over shiny wet, and plump lips as she turned her body to look at him. But he stopped mid-sentence. Wait, did he mistake her for someone else, and now that look on his face like someone had said something astonishing. But the way his mandibles flared a little as he stood there silently stared at her, and his widened and fixated gaze on her, led her cheeks to feel warm and her stomach to flip. She stared at her lap. <br><br><em>'Should I stand, or... oh god my stomach feels strange again, why is he looking at me like that...'</em> she then lifted her head up to look at him again. "Is something wrong... Videk?" she tenderly asked, her cheeks a bit more pink then they had been before. She shifted in her seat a little, a slightly uncomfortable and foreign heat in-between her legs. Her well rounded breasts jiggling as she moved. She had to stop him from staring at her, if she had known he was going to stare that long, she wouldn't of dressed up like she did, or would she? She hoped he would sit down soon, or say something. <br><br><em>'At least say something, you're making me feel like... that...'</em> she thought to herself.<br><br>She shifted in the booth again, her breast jiggling a little more this time, "I uh, wanted to meet you because I finally can. And I have some important ...news to discuss with you," the whole time she spoke she avoided eye contact with him and maintained a healthy rosey blush on her face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 09:50:01</strong>
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				Videk's mandibles snapped back to his jaw as Aurelia spoke, straightening up as if to hide the fact that he was more nervous than she was. "Oh, no, it's nothing. Well... It's just... You look... gorgeous. Not saying you didn't look beautiful before... Just the dress and the makeup and... I'm gonna shut up now before my mouth does more harm than good," he said, stopping himself from rambling as he took the seat across from her. He noticed her breasts jiggling fairly freely in her dress, much more noticeable than they were in her armor. If a turian could blush, he would have turned almost as red as her dress. Placing his taloned hand on the table, he tried to catch Aurelia's gaze, if only for a second.<br><br><em>'Is this a date? Am I on a date? Do I want this to be a date? Why am I asking so many questions? She's my friend, and we're here to catch up... I think. Stop thinking!'</em> Videk thought, his mind reeling as he tried to recover. Taking a deep breath, Videk's posture relaxed a bit as he grew more comfortable, slowly letting down his guard as he accepted that whatever she had planned, he would go with it as it came. Of course, he couldn't say he would be displeased with whatever she planned...<br><br>"You mentioned the news, but I think I can guess what it is you have to say. No more wolf pack? Which means you're back to being Miss N7 Cover Girl?" Videk asked with a slightly teasing flang added to his tone. He leaned slightly to his side as he set his claw atop Aurelia's hand, the warmth of her skin almost soothing. "But before you say anything... I'm glad you're out. You look better. Like the weight of a moon is off your shoulders."
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>19-05-2012, 10:32:52</strong>
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				Aurelia instinctively shifted nervously in her seat, her face blushing some more as he complimented her looks. She crossed her feet, accidentally brushing against one of Videk's lengthy legs in the process. She hoped he wouldn't think of that as a flirtatious move. She wasn't good at that kind of thing, she was good at obeying orders and shooting guns. Love and sexual relationships were something else to her. Granted that didn't mean she didn't know how to flirt, or how to intrigue the opposite sex, she was just severely out of practice with the subject. As he placed his hand on the table, she looked up at him, locking her caramel orbs with his eyes for a few moments before he called her an N7 cover girl. She thought to herself that she was far from that, and as she was doing so her eyes avoided his and her face grew redder. <br><br><em>'Why... why is he complimenting me so much, I mean did I over do it with how I look? Perhaps... it's been a while since I had a reason to act like a girl. Oh god he's still watching me,'</em> She looked at him, and then his hand touched hers and an electric feeling she hadn't felt in a while fled down her spine to hips where it reveled and caused her groin a bit of warmth. It was just a simple touch, but was it because she had thought of him so much in the past few months and that she was starving for some kind of interaction now that she was back? She held her head down a little in attempt to hide her reddening face and dream swept eyes. Taking in a slow deep breath, she collected herself, and exhaled slowly and silently. Lifting her head, she gazed back at him again<br><br>"I'm far from a poster child, let alone a sexy one... but... yeah... uh I.. I uh sent you that message to talk to you about the pack. Well mainly to deliver the news that you will be receiving a promotion at work in the next few days, and well... Tomorrow is the press release, I... well wanted you to know first out of the public... and well I..." She bent over to her right side, exposing a rather large amount of view to the side of her left breast and ribcage. Grabbing the silver and blue wrapped rectangle present, she picked it up and placed it on the table and pushed it over to in front of him. A soft smile playing on her plump wet lips. Inside he would find his own personal N7 Valkyrie Rifle, with his name engraved on it in an honor to him helping her.<br><br>"I hope you like what's inside... I had to ...well pull some strings to get it for you, but don't worry, it's not illegal. Go ahead and open it," she spoke encouragingly, her voice becoming softer and warmer as she spoke.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 03:57:36</strong>
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				Videk's mandibles clicked lightly against the sides of his jaw as he smiled as much as a turian could, the brush of Aurelia's foot something unexpected yet not unwelcome. He couldn't help but let his eyes wander a bit as he noticed the slight reddening in her skin, which wouldn't have been as noticeable to anything other than the sharp eyes of a turian. He was having an effect on her just as she was having on him, though it seemed she was somewhat embarrassed by it. Not that that bothered Videk in the slightest. If anything, it made the interaction that much more interesting, turning the former wolf into the prey and the turian into the predator so to speak.<br><br>"Aurelia, you are too modest. Most women would give away the fortune of a lifetime to look half as good as you do in that dress. Too bad none of them would work as hard to tone up as you do," Videk teased before letting her finish speaking, looking at the box she placed on the table with a raised eyebrow. The last time he got a box that large, it was a bomb and he ended up needing a new office. However, if Aurelia really wanted to kill him, he doubted she would have picked quite a public place and worn such a revealing outfit. She was a trained soldier after all, and taking on a turian at close range without armor was piratically suicidal.<br><br>"Legalities change from one world to another, so who's to say what's illegal?" Videk joked as he started to carefully open the box. When he saw what was inside, his eyes went wide before he let out a soft coo akin to a cannery's excited chirp. "You don't break a promise, do you?" he said with a wide smile, the mandibles on either side of his face thrust out slightly, showing the happiness he could hardly contain. Placing the top back onto the box, Videk bowed his head in a humble thanks before speaking, "My thanks to you, sincerely. But while this rifle is quite nice, and even has my... I really can't believe you engraved my name on it! Wait, loosing focus. Sorry. While it is quite nice, the gift of your company again is far more worthy of my thanks."<br><br>Looking up again, Videk's eyes slowly ran from the lowest point of skin revealed by the dress up to her barely concealed breasts before finally resting on her eyes. His gaze was warm and welcoming, and as his taloned hand grasped hers, it was clear that a turian could show gentleness when they felt like such, despite the vicious appearance they held. "As for the press release, I'm sure I'll be getting an invitation to attend at some point. I do have a promotion and a commendation to receive after all, and what better way for C-Sec to look good than to commend one of their own during a public event?" he said with a slight chuckle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 05:22:44</strong>
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				Aurelia felt a bit flustered, a stirring happening within her as he continued to provide a commentary on how good he thought she looked tonight. Her cheeks never failing to stay a rosy pink color chuckled softly as he cooed in excitement over his present. She was glad he enjoyed it, and it was rather adorable the way he acted over it, like a small human child opening a present at Christmas time. As he finished exploding words from his adorable mandible-d mouth, she spoke up in a quite sultry tone, warmth dripping from the notes escaping her throat.<br><br>"I never... break a promise," she stated as she maintained a powerful amount of eye contact with the Turian across from her. Her caramel eyes brightening a little and her pupils dilating as well. The mood on her face then drastically changed as she smiled and spoke once more, "You are indeed welcome Videk, but as to the invitation, well... I'm sort of it. Except for the fact that I don't come all snuggled up in a tight little envelope with a golden seal. I was given the opportunity to invite you personally because of the connection we shared in the endeavor... and well... to ask you something as well on top of that..."<br><br>Aurelia directed her gaze towards the bar, as she continued to speak to Videk. "I was wondering, if.. well if there isn't someone else you'd like to bring, if you'd like to ditch the whole plus one idea, and well be my date?" A distinct red colored her cheeks as she avoided his eye contact, her wet lips parting slightly before she continued speaking,"Besides it would be only right in my mind, after all you were one of the things that kept me going... while I was undercover..." She slyly looked at her watch. It was old, but it had been modified to run on a different type of energy cells over the years, but it still maintained a nice silver finish and precious stones in the face of the watch. It was late still, but not too late to go dancing if he was still up for it. She stood up, the bottom of her mini red dress, hiked up almost too high, it threatened to expose her undergarments. She quickly resolved this by tugging down on it, it didn't go down much further, but at least her panties were safe from being revealed. She stood a bit taller now, her 5'7" frame hoisted up to a staggering six feet in height, thanks to a pair of strappy black five inch heels. She bent down to place her hands on the table and looked Videk in the eyes, a new air of confidence about her. Her waved chestnut hair fell around her shoulders, draping and framing her face. Aurelia's glossed lips parted and she spoke again.<br><br>"So tell me... do C-sec officers ever get to enjoy the nightlife here... without being on duty?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 06:19:25</strong>
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				Apparently it was Videk's turn to become flustered, Aurelia's offer causing his brain to reel as if he were hit with a hay-maker. <em>'Yep. Date. I'm on one.'</em> was all the turian could process before he finally managed to look up at the now standing Aurelia. He hadn't even noticed she stood up till that moment, and suddenly he wondered just how much time had passed while he was effectively brain dead. "I would love to be your... date..." Videk replied, his voice almost timid. Or at least as timid a turian's voice could be. "You... thought of me?" he asked offhandedly before standing to meet Aurelia with a smirk.<br><br>Her simple question was effectively a challenge to the tall man, his mandibles clicking audibly as he gazed down into her eyes. "While I don't usually get to go out with a beautiful woman, I am off duty right now. So lets find out if I can enjoy the nightlife, shall we?" Videk whispered, leaning in slightly so his mouth was close to Aurelia's ear and neck. "Just hope you can keep up. Turians do have quite the stamina advantage over most other species..." he teased, his breath grazing her bare skin, warm and soft, the likes of which can only be found in the breath of another living soul.<br><br>Returning to his full height, Videk placed his hand on Aurelia's lower back, feeling the bare skin exposed by the ever more revealing dress that she wore. Turning towards the door, he silently led her towards the exit, taking the lead now that the challenge was thrown out. "I know just the place to go, assuming you have some taste in "older" music." Smirking as they exited, Videk hailed a cab and slipped in, leaning over the seat to whisper in the driver's ear before sitting back in the seat. He never told Aurelia where they were going, but he did hope she would like it. At least it was a place very dear to Videk.<br><br>Soon, the couple arrived at a small 'bar' like building, tucked away between more noticeable clubs. The only sign that was seen on the building was a blue musical note coming out of a bright gold saxophone, the door dimly lit by what appeared to be old halogen lights, though that wasn't the case. The building looked like something out of an old earth speakeasy. "Welcome to the only slice of history on the citadel. Human history at least," Videk said with a smirk, leading Aurelia into the club. Once inside, the room was decorated as if displaced from the 1930's, and the music was no different. The band at the back was playing an old earth swing classic, Sing Sing Sing by Benny Goodman. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 07:56:09</strong>
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				Aurelia smiled when he accepted her offer to go to the ceremonies as her date. She wondered how she would look aside him, her arm in his as they walked around chatting to people in a few nights time. She nodded quietly as he stood up and she straightened her back. A response to his question of her thinking of him, as she did her best to keep her cheeks from turning as red as tomatoes. She looked up at him, a sort of dreamy playing behind her caramel orbs, a faint warm smile showing on her lips. As he leaned in, it was obviously apparent that it got to her, Aurelia could feel her knees wanting to buckle the closer he got to his face. As he got to near her neck, she felt her heart begin to beat harder and faster. In reflex she closed her eyes and attempted to maintain her equilibrium. Her skin felt hot to her, like she could be running a fever, but closing her eyes only made that worse. Her mind went to a place it hadn't gone in a while, so she threw open her eyes again, but this time her pupils were hazy. His breath on her skin sent an electric chill down her spine and her knees felt weak once again, but when he touched her back ever so lightly... She almost lost it all together. Her back arched and she instinctively lurched forwards a little, her feet shuffled just a few inches before she regained perfect control over herself. <br><br>Then again she felt his hand on her back, this time urging her forwards as they walked towards the door, "I'm not particularly worried about not being able to keep up with you, sometimes the smaller you are, the more nimble your feet..." Aurelia teased. As he hailed a cab, a predicament came to her mind, how was she going to climb in without flashing Videk what lay beneath her dress. She gulped instinctively and a slight sense of panic could be observed in her eyes. <em>'Has it really been that long since I've worn a dress?'</em> she thought to herself. As the cab arrived and Videk climbed in, Aurelia's heart picked up the pace again. When it was her turn to climb in, she sat down, her back to Videk, and then swung her feet in. <em>'Crisis averted,'</em> she thought, taking a relaxing breath of air. <br><br>She was silent for the ride to the club, wondering what "older" music Videk possibly could have been referring to. When they arrived she had a bit of trouble standing up from the bucket seat of the cab, however she managed to do so without flashing anyone anything. As they approached the club, Aurelia took in the sight of the sign and the entrance, interesting looking lights for around the Citadel. Walking in Aurelia was greeted by an upbeat tempo and a "hopping" atmosphere that she was slightly familiar with. The place reeked of human history, and it was energetic. Clearly not what she thought he might take her to. It was an exciting place to her though. She wondered how exactly she was going to dance to the music playing in the club. <br><br>Speaking over the music, Aurelia leaned into Videk, "Soooo... are you completely obsessed with Human history or ... or are you looking up random stuff on the extra-net when there's nothing to do at work? I wouldn't have taken you for the type of guy to like something from a different race and culture so much. I feel kind of ashamed that you seem to be more familiar with this type of atmosphere than I am... and I'm human!" The whole time she was talking, her foot was tapping in rhythm to the music playing, her hip started to shake a little to it as well. She couldn't help it, it played to some inner urge she had to just <em>move</em>. <br><br>Seeing the people on the floor dancing though, set her aback a bit. There was no way that she would be able to dance like that completely, in the dress she was currently wearing. Well she could, but she'd probably end up flashing people her underwear. <em>'Am I going to have to get drunk just to dance like that? I mean I know I'm nimble, and I could easily dance like that, but... this dress...'</em> Aurelia looked down at her dress, it was stretchy, but it had the problem of riding up if she wasn't careful. <em>'I'm so glad I skipped on the thong, that would have been horrible...</em> she thought again. She moved her head to look at Videk once more, "Do you drink?" she spoke over the music.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 08:43:42</strong>
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				Videk chuckled a bit as Aurelia asked him about how he knew about the club, shaking his head slightly before leaning in close so she could hear him over the instruments. "It's not so much the history as it is the music. Have you ever heard turian music? It can be a bit lacking in beat and heart. Old human music is... I can't think of a word for it. It has something that I guess only humans can really understand. And yes, I'm a sucker for, as you humans say, the oldies." Videk had listened to every type of music from earth spanning from swing to rock to punk and metal. Sure, there were similarities when it came to turian music and human music, but the differences were noticeable to anyone with a good ear. "I also know this good Salarian cover band for the Beatles," he joked with a smirk. As he said that though, an Elcore bumped into him, knocking him forward slightly. His quick reflexes saved him from falling onto the dance floor, but it didn't stop him from having to grab onto the closest thing for support- Aurelia's rear.<br><br>Videk straightened up quickly, almost becoming ridged as embarrassment washed over him like a wave. Looking back over to Aurelia, Videk nodded before replying quickly, "Drink? Yeah, I could use a drink. I'll get us something." Before Aurelia could say exactly what she wanted, Videk was already heading for the bar, walking briskly to cover as much distance as possible in as short of time as he could. Once he reached the bar, he greeted the bartender like an old friend, letting out a deep breath as he leaned on the bar. "I need something strong. And one of those special mixed drinks you do so well," Videk said as he tried to calm himself. <em>'Yeah, this is going well...'</em> he thought as the Hanar worked on the drinks. Two cups slid over to Videk, one containing a bright blue liquid and the other an orange liquid in a taller glass. "Thanks. Oh, and add a tip for the drell over there for not hassling me tonight. You know I'm good for it," he said before turning around, taking a deep breath as he started back to Aurelia.<br><br>Stepping up with a soft smile, Videk held out the tall glass to her while taking a sip from his own. "Trust me, Ophaldar makes one hell of a drink. Usually don't even have to tell him what you want and he'll get it right," Videk whispered, looking slightly apologetic as he placed his free hand on Aurelia's hip. Feeling her sway to the beat, he couldn't help but smirk, his mandibles giving away the joy he found from her enjoying his choice of dance spots. Stepping closer, he began to sway with her, looking down into her eyes. "Any requests?" he asked as he nodded towards the band, wondering if she would want something quick tempoed or slower. One of the advantages to the live band was the fact that they could play just about any type of music you wanted, though they stuck with swing and jazz tunes more often than not.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>20-05-2012, 09:42:01</strong>
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				Aurelia smiled as Videk spoke with enthusiasm, it was refreshing. Most of the people she served and worked with were stiffs, save for a few from the N7 program that she hung with regularly. It happened within a matter of seconds, but when the Elcor passed and Videk lost his balance, his hand touching her rear... Aurelia froze. It was almost as if someone petrified her that instant. Her hips stopped swaying for a few seconds, her heart almost stopped. Her rear instinctively flexed, as did every other muscle in her body, as his talons gripped her bottom. the only thing that escaped her mouth in this process was a small squeak as her lips parted and her eyes widened. <br><br>Then he was off at the bar the moment she regained her composure. "He... he...h...he just... grabbed... Aurelia stuttered aloud as she watched him walk back with the drinks. When he had returned, she still had the large eyes and mortified/embarrassed expression, but her face was redder now. As he held the glass containing the orange concoction in front of her, she wasted no time in grabbing it. Took only a second for her to ditch the umbrella and the straw from the drink and another for her to place the glass on her glossed lips. Aurelia wasted no time in gulping down the sweet liquids. An exotic fruity flavor that was barely enjoyed. Once it was down, she then was hit with the after taste of the liquor. It was horridly strong, and she just threw it back in one long drinking motion. Taking a deep breath in, and exhaling loudly, she could feel the instant warmth the alcohol had provided. <br><br>Then her eyes felt warm, her cheeks too. Her hips were swaying again, not as much as before but they were moving. She felt like she was having a hot flash at one point but she shook herself, unaware of Videk's hand on her hip, and loosened her muscles. <em>'Just don't think about it, it was nothing, it was just an accident... just an accident,'</em> She turned to Videk and smiled like the feat she had just performed was nothing, and now he was asking her what music she would like to hear. Her response was to walk away. In direction of the stage and band that is. A turian's keen eyesight could make notice of something on her back though as she walked away from Videk. Her back was littered with faint, thick scars. She needed to hear something she knew, and something she could logically dance to in the dress she was wearing. She motioned for one of the band members to come to her after the song was done and whispered in their ear. It was then that she leaned up against the stage, staring at Videk, her game face on. The alcohol was making her head warm, she shouldn't have drank that tall drink so fast, and she was already starting to feel all the effects. With a slight buzz, Aurelia beckoned Videk to the floor as Stevie Ray Vaughn's "Pride and Joy" was beginning to be played by the band. She shuffled forwards a little, so she was more on the dance floor. Her hips swayed with the opening guitar riff, her knees bending every once in a while as her body swayed and she lifted her arms lifted into the air, her fingers motioning him to come to the floor again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 05:51:15</strong>
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				Videk's brow raised slightly as he watched Aurelia down the drink he gave her far quicker than he had seen anyone do for quite some time. Stunned by what he witnessed, he put up no fight against his date as she walked away towards the band to give them her request. While she walked, Videk's eyes ran over her back, noticing the small lines of scars that marred her otherwise soft and smooth skin. He dwelt on them for a moment, wondering when and how she got them before his eyes drifted a little lower, watching her hips sway under the seductive cloth that made up her dress. It was almost mesmerizing how her hips could move even with a simple walk.<br><br>The song she picked was quite a surprise, yet not enough to throw Videk off. If anything, the song she picked was just what he needed to snap out of his mixture of shock and embarrassment. Tapping his foot along to the beat, he began to sway as he watched Aurelia move down to the dance floor. Watching her give him a little 'come hither' finger wiggle, Videk chuckled before walking towards the woman, placing a hand on each of her hips as he went with the music. Stepping in close, he shuffled his feet as he looked into Aurelia's eyes. He hadn't danced in quite some time, but at least he had a good partner this time.<br><br>"Good to know you have some taste in music," he whispered as they moved to the beat, keeping his form close to hers. There was something about classic rock that brought the playfulness out of the turian, and it was rather clear from his dancing that that playfulness, when applied to Aurelia, was flirtatious to say the least. Placing a claw on her lower back and another between her shoulder blades, he brushed his hips against hers as the couple moved, something that he wouldn't have done without a bit of alcohol and a good reason otherwise. But in this case, Aurelia was just what he needed to let loose, even if it was just slightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 06:44:09</strong>
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				Her head feeling a bit fuzzy and her face warmer then ever, Aurelia began softly breathing through her mouth as she rocked her hips back and forth to the beat of the music. Her sway sometimes going a bit faster and then slower. Her hands snaking their way onto Videk's upper and lower back. The music rang through her entire body, the bass vibrating her lungs and her body. She looked up into the Turian's eyes, a smirk playing on her face as she responded to him.<br><br>"I like all kinds of music, specially the primal sounding types," the look on her face was almost as if she just threw out a sexual innuendo at him. She wondered if he would get it or not. It felt good, his clawed hands on her bare skinned back, and Videk swaying along with her. After a few minutes she turned around, pressing her back to his chest, grabbing his hands and placing them on her hips. One of her arms lifted up and she wrapped her hand around the back of his neck, her fingers massaging his skin. It felt so strange, the difference of his skin to hers. She was soft, squishy and smooth. He was smooth, but his skin was hard in some places and then soft in others. It reminded her of a lizard she held once when she was just a younger girl. Aurelia enjoyed the feeling of his skin against her fingers as she swayed in his arms. <br><br>Her rear pressed against him as she moved her hips still, once in a while stretching and rotating her hips in a circular motion. She removed her hand from his neck and pushed her rear into him a bit more as she arched forwards and placed both her hands on his as she softly ground her hips into his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 07:17:23</strong>
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				Now that was something Videk wasn't expecting. Aurelia's innuendo wasn't lost on Videk as he continued to dance without missing a beat. She was much more flirtatious than she was before, and he was happily receptive to the subtle advances. It made him much more comfortable about his small accident before, and put him at ease to be a bit more forward with the woman. He was male after all and he did have a pulse, and it was true of any species that when they see an attractive member of the opposite sex, they are drawn to it. It just happened that Videk was attracted to someone outside his own species in this case.<br><br>Once Aurelia turned around, Videk leaned his head in close to her ear, leaving very little space between them. His hands moved to wear Aurelia placed them without any hesitation on his part, letting the shorter woman take the lead in this case. He let out a soft, flanging whimper as her hand rested on the soft skin of his neck, the lack of metallic plating a sharp contrast to his face. With his nerves so revealed on his neck, it was something of a weak spot for the turian as he continued to dance, slightly slower as he tried to remain focused on his partner. "That feels nice..." he whispered without thinking, his talons slightly gripping onto her soft hips through her dress.<br><br>Videk's willpower was slowly being sapped away by Aurelia, and it was soon finished off by the slow grind of her backside against his crotch. It was true that a turian's hide was covered in metallic plates, but that didn't mean they felt nothing through the hard shell. In fact, their sensations were almost comparable to human scar tissue. They could feel, yet the sensation was dulled somewhat. "Aurelia..." he managed to gasp out before letting out a soft groan.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>21-05-2012, 08:50:26</strong>
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				Aurelia twirled around again, not moving Videk's hands in the process, they were still securely on her hips as she swayed. As she looked up to him, it was evident she was slightly inebriated, just how much had remained to be seen. Her right hand wiggled it's way to Videk's chest where she placed it. She looked up and into his eyes once more, her caramel orbs a bit hazy.<br><br>"Have I told you how..." it was then that the song ended and Aurelia was hit with a few moments of silence. Her brain snapped back into working order and she pulled away from him a little bit. Rubbing the back of her neck she looked to the bar and pointed. "I'm going to take a breather and get another drink if you don't mind..." She then walked towards the bar, tugging down on her dress in the process. It seemed it had displaced itself higher on her legs while she was dancing with him. <br><br><em>'That was close, I almost told him about my weakness for Turians.'</em> Reaching the bar, the flushed Aurelia flagged down the Hanar bartender and proceeded to order two of the strongest shots they could provide her with. She made sure one was safe for her Turian friend and one for her. It took a minute or two for her to get back the order, and to which she bent over and hiked up the side of her dress, higher than the dress had moved on its own, to reveal a strap on her leg. In that strap was a credit chip card. Aurelia slipped the card from the harness and placed it on the bar for the Hanar to grab. "Start a tab please," she spoke as then the Hanar told her which drinks belonged to whom. She turned around with the shots and made her way back to Videk and handed him his shot<br><br>"Here's to a job well done! May there be many in the future! Drinks are now on me for the rest of the night sweetcheeks," she smirked, clinked her shot against his, and downed it. It burned like hell going down, but it tasted so good to her already numbed mouth. "So tell me Mr. Big and Handsome cop, did you miss my sorry ass at all while I was undercover?" she said laughing a little. Her head was warm once again, if not on fire now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 07:23:52</strong>
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				"Yeah...?" Videk whispered back as Aurelia trailed off with what she was saying. With everything she was doing, he was rather interested in what it was she was going to tell him. Even if it was something he already knew, the way she was speaking meant it was something of interest to both of them. Too bad the song ended in time for her to have second thoughts about continuing that thought. As she walked away, Videk weakly stood there, slightly swaying on his feet without the added support of Aurelia, calling after her, "Get me something too... Something with a kick..."<br><br>Videk started to walk back to the seating surrounding the dance floor as his mind bounced from one idea to another in a feudal attempt to figure out what she was going to say. He hadn't the slightest idea what it was she was going to tell him, and that's what scared him. It had been so long since he was ever this close to someone, let alone trusting them enough to let them know some of his quirks. Taking a seat at a table, Videk let out a sigh before looking down at the hard wood, examining the grain just to get his mind off of his circle of questions.<br><br>It didn't take very long for Aurelia to return to him however, and the drinks in her hands certainly appeared to hold a certain impact that only comes from hard shots. Taking the one she offered, Videk's brow raised slightly as she gave him a new pet name followed by another attached to a question. Following her lead, he downed his shot before letting out a rough breath, his eyes wide for a moment before he looked at the glass. "What the hell was in that? Rubbing alcohol?" he joked before smiling. "And did you just call me sweetcheeks? Mr. Big and Handsome cop? Someone's in a good mood. As for missing you... Honestly..." Videk trailed off as his eyes turned down to the cup in his hand. "Yes... I did miss you... I waited for a word on you, either way for months. Nothing came. I wanted to know if you were alright... alive..."<br><br>Videk looked up a moment later to look in Aurelia's eyes, the soft, blue orbs in the ink black pools that were his own locked in a caring gaze. "I was worried, and you were gone... Hearing from you tonight is like having you come back from the dead."
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>24-05-2012, 08:41:06</strong>
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				Her eyes were on fire and was her entire body, it was no longer just her esophagus screaming from the burning drink. Her vision became slightly blurry. Had it really been that long since she had drank last? <em>'At least it's not costing me much to get drunk,'</em> She unknowingly placed her hand on Videk's knee as she felt her ankles wobble slightly. She looked at him and giggled a little. <em>'I don't ever remember it feeling this ... strong,'</em> she thought again before she opened her mouth to reply to him, patting his leg. "As sure as a contract on Illium I said it. Of course I'm in a good mood, a handsome Turian helped me on my first big job, I get two months off of work without being on call, I'm drinking, there's good music, and now that handsome Turian is in front of me..." she spoke over the music to him.<br><br>Aurelia's ankles wobbled again, and her hand pressed a bit harder into his knee. She had to focus a bit to listen to him, as she found her mind starting to trail off, absorbing the lights and the sounds of the club. Luckily it wasn't too hard for her to gain focus on him, his mandibles moving in such an adorable way. She sighed, she really did find Turians horribly attractive, in so many ways. Whether it was how they reminded her of elegant birds, the regal like way they carried themselves. Or the way they seemed so much like a race of princess and princesses just because of their strong sense of service. Their fierce loyalty to duty and loved ones always seemed terribly romantic to Aurelia. She would never tell anyone this though, do to her upbringing. "I did miss you... I waited... for... you..., for months, I wanted... you..." was what she heard him say as she was fantasizing at the same time. The dreamy look in her eyes was back, but as she heard what he had to say about missing her, her dreamy look became fixated on his face as she looked him in the eyes.<br><br>She could feel it now, her heart was beating so loudly in her head. To Aurelia it was almost as if her beating organ had taken up residence in her skull. As his eyes locked with hers, her heart pounded loudly over the bass thumping through her body from the music. She watched his mandibles and listened intently to every word he was saying now. All she could hear now, after he finished was her heart and her staggering breath. Before she knew it, she had moved in close to him, her breasts pressing against his chest and hips sticking out behind her as she bent over. Eyelids shut tightly, yet in a relaxed manner, Aurelia had her glossed lips pressed against his maw as her hands had found their ways to his shoulders. There was an obvious wobble to her as she hovered near him. She pulled back a minute later, gasping for air as the music had suddenly flooded her again. Her caramel orbs shaking a bit, wondering just what did she do and why. <br><br>Would this mean he would know now, just exactly how much thinking about him she had done in the past few months? Would he not like this? Would he yell at her? Would he kiss her back? Her mind was racing as she stood up straight with a flushed face, her body tingling with warmth, and her right foot in the movements of backing her up. "I...I'm... I... Uh... I'm... sorry," She stammered her words, instinctively biting her lip out of nervousness as worry poured in on her face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>25-05-2012, 04:45:42</strong>
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				Videk's ink black eyes went wide in shock when Aurelia closed to the distance on him by bending over him, only to get the most welcome shock of his life when her lips pressed to his maw. The feel of her warm skin pressed against the semi-sensitive carapace that covered his much softer hide was enough to clear his mind of whatever fuzz the alcohol was causing prior. He couldn't help but get lost in the moment, his long arms reaching up to warp around Aurelia as his eyes closed, returning the kiss she gave him with more than a little passion. His mandibles clacked lightly against the sides of his face as he felt Aurelia pull away, his eyes slowly returning open as if from a perfect dream.<br><br>Videk looked confused for a moment before he realized that Aurelia had slightly more to drink than he did, not to mention a turian's natural resistance to intoxication compared to humans. Placing a claw on each of her hips, Videk slowly stood up while keeping his gaze locked with hers, looking down at her while smiling. "No. No apologies. You have nothing to be sorry for... I've been waiting for that for months..." Videk whispered before leaning in to give Aurelia a kiss of his own. He left little space between them as his hard lips pressed against her soft ones, his arms wrapping loosely around her waist to keep her close to him. He was not going to let her get away. Not again. Not when he had her in his arms finally.<br><br>As he pulled away, Videk let out a soft chirping sound, almost like the whistle of a bird, signalling his happiness. "Now... did you kiss me because you were drunk, or because you wanted to?" he asked softly, his mandibles hanging wide as his upper "lips" curled slightly. He knew what he hoped she would say, but there was no way to know for sure without asking.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>27-05-2012, 04:36:47</strong>
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				He kissed her back during that short moment that felt almost like a lifetime. After pulling away she stood there, waiting for something to happen. For Videk to stand up or even say something, as her lips quivered and her eyes began to water slightly. She hoped that his return of her small token of affection was a good sign versus instinct. Now his hands were on her hips and he was towering over her telling her to not worry about anything and that he had been waiting for that moment for months. <br><br><em>'I was waiting too, but oh my head, I feel... like I shouldn't have done that, and yet I wanted to so badly,'</em> she thought to herself as she found him pressing in on her. Her neck arched backwards as his maw pressed to her lips again and her eyes pressed tightly closed, pushing a a small tear from her left eye. She could feel her body warm up even more now as the feeling of his arms wrapping around her waist flooded her body. When he pulled away she unknowingly leaned forwards searching for him, as if still in the kiss. Her eyes opened slowly and warily as she sighed softly. His little whistle noise he made was suddenly adorable to her, and she smiled softly back at him, her dreamy and watery eyes looking into his. <br><br>"Well... I... uh," she shifted slightly and pushed her chest into his, resting her head on him and then looked up at Videk. "I've wanted to do that for months, but... I'm rather... I..." She paused and looked him over again. Her mind was reeling, so many thoughts to the point it felt like her head was a stadium full of loud sport fans. She shook her head slightly and turned her face downwards. She couldn't seem to form sentences at the moment as she closed her eyes and sighed softly. She returned her gaze to his face and smiled softly again before standing on her tip toes to kiss him once more. This time a lingering kiss, softly pressing her lips to his softer skin, pulling only a half an inch away and spoke, her breath tickling his harder skin. <br><br>"I wanted to do it, because you are what pulled me through, let alone kept me warm at night when I was alone... figuratively speaking. I technically did most of the work though..." she teased at him with a smirk on her face as once again placed her lips on his, one of her hands finding its way to resting on the back of his neck, massaging lightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>01-06-2012, 02:31:21</strong>
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				As Aurelia finally revealed what the turian wanted to hear, he couldn't help but revel in the affection she was showing him, albeit for but a moment. He stood still, letting Aurelia's lips find their way about his hide while his arms hung around her loosely, listening to every word she spoke. He was sure it wasn't easy for her to admit that she cared, let alone as much as she was saying she did. Maybe it was the alcohol talking, but that didn't make the words any less meaningful to the c-sec officer, and Videk was more than happy to let her keep speaking for now.<br><br>"Aurelia... Wait a sec, you did all the work? I'm pretty sure I'm the one that got you what you needed and didn't throw your pretty, firm, round... what was I saying again?" Videk started, though his defensiveness soon waned as he trailed off. Perhaps his own drink was having an effect on him, or maybe it was something a bit more subtle, but either way, Videk wasn't used to being out of control in the slightest. However, the situation was constantly out of his control around Aurelia.<br><br>Leaning his maw closer to his neck, Videk playfully nipped at her neck, just hard enough to leave a red mark without breaking the skin. Chuckling softly, he moved back to his full standing position to look into her eyes, making clacking noises as he tried to figure out what to do with her now that he had her right were he wanted her. "Now, what to do with my prisoner? I can't exactly let you run, now can I?" Videk teased, gripping Aurelia's curved hip as his other talon moved up to her shoulder. "I'm not gonna have to get the cuffs, now am I?" he added, clacking his jaw shut at the end with a grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>01-06-2012, 03:57:15</strong>
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				A look of slight disappointment spread over Aurelia's face as it seemed her sentence was taken in a different direction. <em>'Should I have mentioned my hands or something? Or would he still not have gotten it?'</em> she wondered. As he leaned in on her she stretched out her neck slightly, in a reflexive move to get her head out of the way, and didn't expect what came next. As his maw nipped at her soft, supple skin taught on her stretched neck she breathed in sharply. She felt a bit of warmth escape her chest and travel to her groin as her knees wobbled again and her eyes instinctively closed. Her fingers tightly gripped the back of his leathery neck as she stretched her neck to allow him more space, but that was when he pulled away. <br><br>As he stood straight, she sighed and returned her head to a normal position above her shoulders. Slowly opening her eyes, she stared up at him as her fingers pressed into the back of his neck again and she sighed softly. "You should be careful, that sort of thing makes a girl weak in her knees... You wouldn't want to have to carry me back to your place now?" she joked sweetly, a serene and happy smiling showing on her lips. She cocked an eyebrow at his latest statement though,<em>'Prisoner?'</em> and she smirked as her eyebrow relaxed.<br><br>Curled glossed lips parted as she spoke:"Perhaps you should take her down to the station, and frisk her thoroughly all night long?" she ended with a smirk and in a low suggestive tone. "There's no need for cuffs if the prisoner surrenders peacefully right?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>01-06-2012, 04:59:01</strong>
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				"Carry you to my place? Aren't you being a bit forward there?" Videk asked nonchalantly as he looked away to hide his teasing grin. He hadn't expected her to be so forward, and yet, it was exactly the kind of thing he would have expected from another N7 ranked soldier. They were trained after all in taking the lead in most situations, so why wouldn't they carry that training over to their personal lives? In any case, he wasn't at all put off by the forwardness Aurelia showed, considering it was her presenting it.<br><br>As she replied to his playful question, Videk couldn't help but pick up on the tone she used, one that was unfamiliar and yet very wanted. "I do have to be thorough when I'm taking in a suspect. Perhaps a strip search is in order before I frisk you... Just to be sure you're not concealing any weapons. As for peaceful, nothing peaceful about trying to seduce a c-sec officer, especially when he's being rather receptive to it..." he answered back as he leaned in to kiss her.<br><br>Whispering against her lips, Videk surprised himself with what left his mouth next: "Shall we leave then?" His eyes went wide as he felt a slight bit of warmth grow in him as he stepped away from Aurelia. Nodding towards the door, Videk grabbed the gift she gave him before placing his arm around her waist, guiding her slowly towards the exit without waiting for her to properly answer. He wasn't exactly sure what was in store for him the rest of the night, but he was eager to find out. "Where to, prisoner? The station or should I interrogate you at my quarters?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>08-06-2012, 07:37:41</strong>
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				Aurelia smirked: "There's nothing wrong with being forward is there?" Aurelia pressed a hand onto his chest and leaned into him a bit, her ankles tiring of her shoes. Without even thinking about it, Aurelia pulled up a leg, using Videk as a balance aid, and tore her left shoe off of her foot. Her weight pressing into him through her hand as she pulled her other foot up and proceeded to roughly take off her other shoe. The whole thing was a bit of a wobbling experience for her as the alcohol further rushed through her system leaving her feeling hot and complacent. She regained her stature and looked up at Videk with flushed cheeks and hazy caramel eyes. Listening to what he had to say made a devilish smirk creep up onto her lips and she responded as she traced his chest.<br><br>"It's always best to be thorough, especially if the subject is being honest. It's always best to be on guard. Never know what your suspect will do," Aurelia slid one of her hands coyly down to rest on his rear as she smirked at him some more. As he leaned in to kiss her she slowly closed her eyes and welcomed him into her space, and then she felt his words tickle across her lips like a dragonfly dancing over a pond's surface. A soft gasp inwards was heard as he spoke, her eyes still closed. When Aurelia opened her eyes she was greeted to him backing away and nodding towards the exit, and a small look of disappointment was viewable in her eyes. She found herself smiling again though in a few dexterous moments he had grabbed her gift and slipped his arm comfortably around her waist. She bent over and grabbed her shoes in one hand and sighed happily as they sauntered out of the club. She was much shorter now, five inches shorter to be exact as her soft bare feet padded against the cold floor. When they got outside of the club, she bounded--slightly--over to the cab pedestal to summon a cab. <br><br>Pressing the touch screen awkwardly, it took her a few seconds to summon a cab. As she was waiting for it she made her way back to Videk, shoes in hand. She stopped in front of him to here him ask her where they should go and bit her lip for a few seconds, clearly thinking on her response. Without making eye contact she responded,"Well the stations always seemed a bit clinical and cramped to me, and your place sounds much more comfortable so I think we should go there!" she said looking up and smiling. She paused for a moment after her eyes opened and she stared at him. The air filled with slight awkwardness as she intently stared at him like there was something wrong with him. Aurelia's caramel orbs squinted at Videk and some confusion slipped over her face as words passed her pink lips:"I don't remember you being sooooooooooooooooo tall..."She widened her eyes back to normal and burst into a slight giggle, beaming a white smile at him as she continued, waving it off as she spoke,"That's okay, it makes me feel like a tiny helpless woman! And... that's actually kind of nice." Aurelia chuckled as she noticed the cab pulled up. <br><br>"Looks like our ride is here..." she said turning on her heels and walking towards the cab. She opened the rear door and what happened next was anything but lady like. Placing her hands on the rear seat she pretty much just crawled in. Her rear in the air as her knees slid onto the seat, exposing her undergarments to Videk if he was paying any attention to her at all. White lace tightly hugged her bottom under her dress, it wasn't clear what style it was, but it clearly wasn't a thong, but then again it almost looked glued on. And then, as her legs spread a bit wider as she moved into the vehicle, something peeked into view besides the obvious strap with a pocket on her thigh. Resting on the inside of her thigh, just barely peeking out from her underwear appeared to be a tattoo. It was so close to her crotch though, a clear picture of it wasn't available thanks to her panties. She swung her legs around into the well of the car,sitting normal now, as she pushed some hair from her face. Aurelia turned her head to smile at Videk, unaware of her actions passed getting in a car, and patted the empty spot next to her. "Hey are you coming or am I going home alone?" She said teasingly, as her lower lip pouted and her eyes became wider, giving him a begging yet sad look.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>11-06-2012, 07:28:29</strong>
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				Videk let out a soft chuckle at how silly Aurelia was when she was drunk, if only due to how cute she was. He wasn't used to having someone bring out the softer side of his shelled hide, and it was certainly something he could enjoy. "Well, you are tiny compared to me. As far as helpless goes... I'll make sure no big bad krogan comes to take you," he joked while they waited for the cab. It was a cool night due to the citadel's climate control systems, which kept everything just as warm or cool as it needed to be at any given time. Wrapping his arm around Aurelia, Videk smiled slightly before letting out a content sigh, almost sounding like a purr considering the flanging effect on a turian's voice.<br><br>When the cab arrived and Aurelia rushed to get in, Videk laughed at the unladylike way she entered the vehicle before being shut up by what he saw beneath her dress. The white lace that hugged her body was appealing in and of itself, but the tattoo that barely peaked out was far more intriguing to the turian officer. Whatever it was, Videk hoped he'd get a closer look soon, though the reasons for why he would get a look were completely unrelated to his wish to see it. As Aurelia patted the seat, Videk slipped into the cab next to her before closing the hatch, smiling as he set his new toy down across from them.<br><br>Once the cab started off on it's way, Videk took a moment to check if it were an unmanned cab car or a piloted one. Luck seemed to be on his side that night, as there was no driver to be found, leaving the two the only ones in the vehicle as it whizzed through the citadel. Videk's mandibles clacked against the sides of his face as his lips curled slightly, his otherwise noble nature seeming to take a backseat as ideas flooded his mind. It could have been the alcohol, but Videk preferred to think that the booze only made things easier.<br><br>Turning towards Aurelia, Videk leaned in slowly before whispering in her ear, his voice low and almost growling, showing a bit of the predatory instinct that came naturally to turians. "You do realize we're all alone in this cab... Right?" he asked simply, just enough of a tease to put the woman on edge he hoped. A moment later, Videk's taloned hand rested on Aurelia's bare thigh before he spoke again, this time his tongue slipping out to brush against her neck and ear. "I couldn't help but notice that tattoo you have... the one on your thigh... I believe I missed that one before. Perhaps I should get a better look at it?" While he waited for Aurelia to respond, Videk undid the band that was strapped around her thigh, placing it atop his gift to get it out of the way. Contraband couldn't be tolerated after all, could it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>14-06-2012, 01:08:47</strong>
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				Aurelia let out a slow heavy sigh as she swept her hair off the back of her neck. She felt warm, and it was then that she was glad her dress was small and made of a breathable fabric. Her feet felt infinitely better now that they were out of those ridiculous shoes. She really wasn't made to be prancing around all made up like this, but she felt it was needed to impress Videk, or rather a need to feel as beautiful as possible so she wouldn't doubt herself. As he pressed into and over her she sighed softly, as a smile slowly spread over her lips. His voice as it rang in her ear, was like hearing a choir, the different tones and the way it reverberated in her ear provided her dizzy self with great pleasure and she sighed again. She was doing her best to not melt in his arms right then and there, because that would only seem like a sign of weakness to her but he already knew she wanted him.<br><br>The only response that was made by Aurelia as his hand laid down on her thigh was a sharp intake of air and her eyes closing, barely a moment later she was nibbling softly on her lower lip. As his tongue grazed across her smooth skin, her neck tasted slightly of salt, the sweat produced from her dancing. It was evident that this was something that sent her reeling in a direction he had probably wanted. Her back arched and in one quick motion her breasts were pressed tightly against his chest. Her breathing was quicker and yet deeper as she whined, clearly wanting more, the texture of his tongue was like nothing she had ever felt before and it gave her just the right kind of stimulation. She whined once more as he pulled away waiting for her to respond, his dexterous digits removing the belt around her thigh. Letting out a slow breath, in order to calm her self down a bit, then a few seconds her eyelids opened making eye contact with Videk. The haziness was still clearly still present in her pupils as she parted her lips and let out a heavy sigh before speaking.<br><br>"I sure hope you set a destination into the vehicle, or else you're going to have to wait a long time to go home. Specially if you do that again,"she said weakly smiling, referring to his tongue dragging across her skin. "That... oh... that... well... if you... want to see it I can show it to you...," Her hands drifted to the edge of her dress, and that's when she turned her face away as if horribly embarrassed. Slowly she pulled up the trim of the tight fitting red dress, revealing her style of panties being worn. A tight pair of white lace smaller sized boy shorts hugged her curves perfectly, if he were to flip her over that instant he would notice how greatly they complimented her rear. They were obviously tight fitting, as because they were never seen through the dress. She stopped pulling her dress up just underneath her belly button. Some of the tattoo was evident now as she had revealed a majority of it, a black lined wolf with white accent everywhere was seen snaking up towards her belly button, it's expression fierce yet gentle. It was easy to deduce now that the part that peeked out between her thighs was a very long tail belonging to said wolf. <br><br>Aurelia felt like she was going to implode, because here she was, showing her panties to Videk, in a cab of all places. She was worried that anyone could see them if they looked hard enough, despite the level of tint on the windows for privacy. She shifted nervously below him, waiting to hear some sort of approval, dismay or something come from his maw. Her fingers wrapped tightly around the hem of her dress as she waited silently.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>1SAZ</strong> on <strong>22-06-2012, 08:38:17</strong>
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				Videk let out a soft cooing sound as Aurelia revealed her tattoo to him, albeit still obstructed by her panties, though still clear enough for him to get the general idea. "Get that in the pack, or is their another story to tell attached to that bit of ink?" he asked with what amounted to a turian smirk. It was rather clear though from the look in his dark eyes and the teasing 'grin' on his face that he liked what he saw, very much in fact. His talons soon found their way to her now much more exposed thighs, pulling Aurelia back onto his lap, showing off the strength that came naturally to his people. Turians were hardy and tough, but also fast and strong. They had to be on Palaven.<br><br>But in this case, the predator had his prey right where he wanted her and wanted to toy with his prize. "I believe I'll have to get a closer look at your tattoos for my records, miss. Have to keep accurate identifiers should you try to get away from me again. Need to find my prisoner after all..." he teased in a low hum, his mouth just away from her ear. Before she had time to respond, his claws dragged up her thighs to her hips and then her waist, pushing her dress up a bit as he moved his maw to her lips for a kiss.<br><br>Holding the kiss while his hands worked, they caressed her soft skin, proving that the metallic hide of a turian didn't make them hard or rough to the touch. His palms were rather soft and felt almost like that of a lizard's hide, textured yet giving. Soon his hand had found it's way to the start of the wolf tattoo tracing the head with the tip of his claw as his rough and long tongue flicked out over Aurelia's lips. He wanted to see just how much she could take, to see just how 'tough' a human was, or at least this human in any case. "Any other notable markings I should know about, miss...?" he whispered between kisses, his mandibles clacking against the side of his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the years of our prime (Mass Effect RP, 1SAZ + Lumasan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lumasan</strong> on <strong>22-06-2012, 09:50:52</strong>
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				Aurelia whined softly as he questioned her, distinctively biting her lip as he then lifted her onto his lap, her skirt pushed up still. "It's entirely different from the pack. I would have never let them touch me with those grody stealing hands of theirs if they had required it. It's a ... well a special story that maybe one day I'll tell you about."she replied with an audible grunt while moving, adjusting herself atop him for the comfort of her spine. Her hair draped around his face as she looked down at him, with his talons now on her thighs dragging up to her hips Aurelia's body shuddered noticeably in response as he "interrogated" her further in the back seat of the cab.<br><br>As he kissed her, her eyes rolled back into her head, closed lightly and a relaxed sigh escaping her lips into his mouth. She pulled her face away gently as soon as he began tracing the skin on her stomach, his skin against hers was something she had yet to get used to as she shuddered again. His tongue that chased her lips, hit a sensitive spot on her lower lip, where she had consistently been biting and she let out a breathy and heavy sigh. Everything felt different than a human's touch, and it was far better in every way. His gentle and exacting moves were more noticeable with the interesting cool texture of his skin. She moved her head and her eyes made contact with his, her drunken state was something to take in, making her act in all sort of strange ways, especially as her fingers once again found their way to the hem of her skirt and she began to pull it up towards her plump chest. Which was her normal reaction? That was up for question as she exposed the tattoo on her right rib. "Well officer there is the matter of a flaming bird and a blossoming tree on my ribs... and then..." She swallowed lightly and bit softly at her lower lip again, her gaze intensifying as she rolled her dress up over her breasts and her left arm in a swift motion, caught her breasts. Hiding her nipples from sight, she held up her rather plump breasts with her arm while at the same time squishing them to the point of creating cleavage. Under neath her left breast was a symbol. A well known one to anyone in Citadel space. It was the symbol for the elite force of soldiers belonging to the Alliance Military. The N7 program. It wasn't too sizable as it was to seem it was placed under the breast for the purpose of running under the radar. "There's this..." she said before leaning in and returning a kiss to him, afterwards her right hand proceeded to remove her dress from over her head. <br><br>Aurelia sat before him, in nothing but her underwear, instinctively her right arm joined her left in covering her chest as she adjusted her body atop of his. Her hair gently cascaded around her shoulders and neck as she straightened her spine and neck. Her caramel eyes looked over him, and the situation she was in and all she could seem to do was faintly smile, her flushed cheeks pink and proving her slightly drunken state. "So Officer, when is it that you are going to read me my rights? Because I'm fairly sure I'm breaking some laws right now... not that I mind..." Aurelia teased as she leaned forwards until her arms pressed into Videk, and she let them fall, pressing everything pillowy on her against his chest. His clothes the only thing separating her skin from his. Her fingers walked their way up to the base of his fringe and she gripped the back of his neck gently, pressing in her face close to his as she teased at his mouth and mandibles with her tongue. <br><br>If one were to read Aurelia's mind at the moment, they would find she had no idea what she was doing, and this was the reason for her "exploring" with her tongue around his maw, and her fingers as the ran over his body. It was her best bet, if she could find something that would drive him as wild as she was being driven by him, she would have a fair chance in this "interrogation".
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