( Ah, the elevator. Such a place of wonder and familiarity. Apparently, they are the same from dimension to dimension. You walk in with a group of people, attempt to avoid eye contact at all costs, and get out when you get to your floor. With the Normandy crew, some very "interesting' conversations had been had whilst riding up and down various elevators throughout the galaxy. It's a shame he can't have that at this exact moment.
Before he can reflect too much, the lights flicker. His gaze shifts up, immediately thinking oh that's not good right before the elevator stop with a sudden jerk. One of his hands fly to the wall to brace himself, even as the emergency lights power up. Another power failure, it seems, with no way of knowing how long it will be before it is restored.
Garrus responds the only way that he can: by attempting to alleviate the situation with some dry humor. )
So instead of awkwardly making conversation while riding the elevator, it's going to be awkwardly making conversation while stuck in the elevator.
( There's a moment where Garrus stops to look whoever is stuck in here with him up and down, sizing them up. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, a little fidgety. )
Unless you have a shotgun. Then I'll gladly take awkward silence.
( Whether or not Garrus' company actually has a weapon or not doesn't matter. It's more of an inside joke, really, and one that has him grinning - not that anyone can actually tell. Garrus does take a step closer to the wall, just in case someone doesn't like his particular brand of sarcasm. )
i: call to arms
( All things aside, Garrus is glad to have a momentary distraction from the questions rattling around in his brain. It's much easier to point and shoot. As it happens, just like on Omega, there is no shortage of targets here either. While Vakarian isn't exactly thrilled to be underground, the familiarity of aiming through his scope and the feel of his finger on the trigger does much to quell any discomfort.
Unfortunately, his visor doesn't give him any biological data at the moment. He hadn't really expected it to nor does he need it as another bullet lodges itself into the skull of another monster - right between the eyes. What he does see is some poor fool who doesn't seem to be watching their six. Garrus lines up the shot and -
BANG! )
iv: network | un: vakarian
Anyone keep track of how many of those things they took out in the tunnels? I can't be the only one.
Let's compare numbers just for fun.
v: wildcard
( Hit me up with anything if none of the above work. I will match format! )
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( Ah, the elevator. Such a place of wonder and familiarity. Apparently, they are the same from dimension to dimension. You walk in with a group of people, attempt to avoid eye contact at all costs, and get out when you get to your floor. With the Normandy crew, some very "interesting' conversations had been had whilst riding up and down various elevators throughout the galaxy. It's a shame he can't have that at this exact moment.
Before he can reflect too much, the lights flicker. His gaze shifts up, immediately thinking oh that's not good right before the elevator stop with a sudden jerk. One of his hands fly to the wall to brace himself, even as the emergency lights power up. Another power failure, it seems, with no way of knowing how long it will be before it is restored.
Garrus responds the only way that he can: by attempting to alleviate the situation with some dry humor. )
So instead of awkwardly making conversation while riding the elevator, it's going to be awkwardly making conversation while stuck in the elevator.
( There's a moment where Garrus stops to look whoever is stuck in here with him up and down, sizing them up. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, a little fidgety. )
Unless you have a shotgun. Then I'll gladly take awkward silence.
( Whether or not Garrus' company actually has a weapon or not doesn't matter. It's more of an inside joke, really, and one that has him grinning - not that anyone can actually tell. Garrus does take a step closer to the wall, just in case someone doesn't like his particular brand of sarcasm. )
i: call to arms
( All things aside, Garrus is glad to have a momentary distraction from the questions rattling around in his brain. It's much easier to point and shoot. As it happens, just like on Omega, there is no shortage of targets here either. While Vakarian isn't exactly thrilled to be underground, the familiarity of aiming through his scope and the feel of his finger on the trigger does much to quell any discomfort.
Unfortunately, his visor doesn't give him any biological data at the moment. He hadn't really expected it to nor does he need it as another bullet lodges itself into the skull of another monster - right between the eyes. What he does see is some poor fool who doesn't seem to be watching their six. Garrus lines up the shot and -
BANG! )
iv: network | un: vakarian
Anyone keep track of how many of those things they took out in the tunnels? I can't be the only one.
Let's compare numbers just for fun.
v: wildcard
( Hit me up with anything if none of the above work. I will match format! )