This is raw and I haven't been in the mood to write for about seven weeks, so I apologise for this being below-par.
Things are a bit vague, but I need to get the scene set first of all.
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Weighty Matters
By Lord Raa
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Disclaim-me-do: Like a little bowl of mints on the nightstand of a crack-whoreÆs bedroom.
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The Illusive Man scowled at the image of Miranda Lawson. ôMs. Lawson, I believe that I was quite clear in my brief for Project Lazarus. Shepard was to remain as he was before the Collector attack.ö
ô¼I know, but there was a problem with the muscle tissue regeneration û it wasnÆt taking. He was going to be so weak, he would have made a Volus look like a Krogan Battle master.¼ö
The Illusive Man took a much needed drag on his cigarette as he pondered his development would affect his plans.
ôDo you have any ideas what caused this problem? Shepard was in peak physical condition prior to the attack.ö
ô¼We donÆt have much data on trying to resurrect corpses that have been exposed to space. It could have been radiation from the NormandyÆs damaged engines or the CollectorsÆ weapons,¼ö Miranda answered.
ôOr it could have been sabotage,ö the Illusive Man suggested. ôWhen you pay people for their loyalty, you canÆt be too surprised if they sell it to a higher bidder. How did you counter the regenerative issues?ö
ô¼I enlisted the help of a Salarian scientist, one thatÆd studied the Genophage.¼ö
ôIs he a loose end?ö
ô¼I terminated his service personally. The corpse was jettison into the atmosphere of a gas giant,¼ö Miranda answered.
The smoker nodded in approval. ôWhen will Shepard be ready for action?ö
ô¼The scars should be healed within the next ten days.¼ö
ôContact me when Shepard is awake.ö
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ô¼Shepard, wake up!¼ö
The sleeping figure was shaken out of its slumber by an explosion.
ôWha?ö
ô¼Shepard, thereÆs no time to explain. Your scars havenÆt healed yet, but you need to get out of there.¼ö
ôOut of where?ö the figure asked reflexively. ôWait, and what happened to my voice?!ö
ô¼You needed extensive reconstructive surgery after an attack. IÆll explain more later.¼ö
The figure looked into a mirror and screamed. ôWhat the fuck is going on here?ö
ô¼You need to get out of the infirmary now, there are incoming mechs!¼ö
ôWhy do I have tits!?! And why is my hair now blonde?!ö
The woman on the intercom was beginning to get angry with the recently awaked blonde. ô¼I will explain everything once you get out of there!¼ö
ôFine, which way out?ö
ô¼ThereÆs a pistol and some armour in the locker. Take that and head out to the shuttle bay.¼ö
Shepard quickly donned the armour before grabbed the pistol and checking it. ôThereÆs no thermal clip!ö
ô¼ItÆs a medical facility, not an armoury!¼ö the voice on the intercom chided. ô¼ThereÆll be one not too far from you.¼ö
Shepard opened the door and spotted a discarded thermal clip. She loaded it into her pistol. ôWhich way now?ö
ô¼Up the stairs and-¼ö the voice was cut off by a muffled explosion.
ôDamn it, which way?!ö the blonde cursed. She started trying doors at random, slowly making her way through the facility.
After a few minutes of cautious exploration, Shepard had encountered a computer log. Curiosity got the better of her and she pressed play.
ô¼Miranda Lawson came by to rip me a new asshole today. It seems that the Illusive Man isnÆt happy about what weÆve had to do to Shepard. ItÆs not like I wanted to change what he looked like, but we had no choice.¼ö
æSo they did this to meàÆ
Shepard picked up another thermal clip and headed out into a corridor. A LOKI mech turned towards her and raised its weapon.
Reflexively, the blonde placed three rounds into the head, promptly dropping the mechanical soldier.
ôStill got it,ö she smirked. A moment later, she was back on the move.
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Jacob Taylor was pinned down by several mechs when Shepard encountered him. She destroyed one mech and caused two others to duck for cover before she sprinted over to the outgunned man.
ôShepardà youÆre awake?ö the security chief asked before taking a shot at the nearest mech. ôI donÆt know what happened, but IÆm glad youÆre here now.ö
ôWho are you? Where am I? And why do have womanÆs body?ö the blonde demanded.
ôIÆm Jacob Taylor.ö The mechs opened fire, causing Jacob to wince. ôLook, we donÆt have time for this right now. But once we get out of her, IÆll play Twenty Questions with you. That-ö
Shepard took out the mechs before Jacob could finish his question.
ôAnswers. Now.ö
ôYou were attacked by some aliens; something never seen before. Cerberus brought you back here.ö
ôAs part of Project Lazarus? Why? Is there anyone else part of this projectö
ôThey didnÆt tell me the details, I just run security here,ö Jacob answered. ôAnd Project Lazarus had only one subject û you.ö
ôWhy do I have tits?ö
ôThatÆs complicated.ö
Shepard scowled. ôHow complicated can it be to explain why IÆm no longer the man I was?ö
ôI donÆt know the details, but there was a problem when they were trying to bring you back from the dead. This sort of thing isnÆt exactly routine, you know. Miranda would know more,ö Jacob explained.
ôOk, so take me to-ö
JacobÆs radio crackled into life, interrupting the conversation.
ô¼Hello? Hello? Is there anyone there? This is Wilson, IÆm pinned downà AARGHT IÆve been hit!¼ö
ôWilson? That name rings a bellàö
ôHeÆs the head scientist on Project Lazarus. HeÆs the one who developed the tech that got you breathing again.ö
ôThen maybe he can explain what happened to me. Lead the way, Jacob Taylor.ö
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Feel free to complain about how things are a sketchy rehash of the opening sequences, but I have only just gotten in the mood to write something after several weeks of barely having the energy to feed myself.
Things are a bit vague, but I need to get the scene set first of all.
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Weighty Matters
By Lord Raa
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Disclaim-me-do: Like a little bowl of mints on the nightstand of a crack-whoreÆs bedroom.
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The Illusive Man scowled at the image of Miranda Lawson. ôMs. Lawson, I believe that I was quite clear in my brief for Project Lazarus. Shepard was to remain as he was before the Collector attack.ö
ô¼I know, but there was a problem with the muscle tissue regeneration û it wasnÆt taking. He was going to be so weak, he would have made a Volus look like a Krogan Battle master.¼ö
The Illusive Man took a much needed drag on his cigarette as he pondered his development would affect his plans.
ôDo you have any ideas what caused this problem? Shepard was in peak physical condition prior to the attack.ö
ô¼We donÆt have much data on trying to resurrect corpses that have been exposed to space. It could have been radiation from the NormandyÆs damaged engines or the CollectorsÆ weapons,¼ö Miranda answered.
ôOr it could have been sabotage,ö the Illusive Man suggested. ôWhen you pay people for their loyalty, you canÆt be too surprised if they sell it to a higher bidder. How did you counter the regenerative issues?ö
ô¼I enlisted the help of a Salarian scientist, one thatÆd studied the Genophage.¼ö
ôIs he a loose end?ö
ô¼I terminated his service personally. The corpse was jettison into the atmosphere of a gas giant,¼ö Miranda answered.
The smoker nodded in approval. ôWhen will Shepard be ready for action?ö
ô¼The scars should be healed within the next ten days.¼ö
ôContact me when Shepard is awake.ö
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ô¼Shepard, wake up!¼ö
The sleeping figure was shaken out of its slumber by an explosion.
ôWha?ö
ô¼Shepard, thereÆs no time to explain. Your scars havenÆt healed yet, but you need to get out of there.¼ö
ôOut of where?ö the figure asked reflexively. ôWait, and what happened to my voice?!ö
ô¼You needed extensive reconstructive surgery after an attack. IÆll explain more later.¼ö
The figure looked into a mirror and screamed. ôWhat the fuck is going on here?ö
ô¼You need to get out of the infirmary now, there are incoming mechs!¼ö
ôWhy do I have tits!?! And why is my hair now blonde?!ö
The woman on the intercom was beginning to get angry with the recently awaked blonde. ô¼I will explain everything once you get out of there!¼ö
ôFine, which way out?ö
ô¼ThereÆs a pistol and some armour in the locker. Take that and head out to the shuttle bay.¼ö
Shepard quickly donned the armour before grabbed the pistol and checking it. ôThereÆs no thermal clip!ö
ô¼ItÆs a medical facility, not an armoury!¼ö the voice on the intercom chided. ô¼ThereÆll be one not too far from you.¼ö
Shepard opened the door and spotted a discarded thermal clip. She loaded it into her pistol. ôWhich way now?ö
ô¼Up the stairs and-¼ö the voice was cut off by a muffled explosion.
ôDamn it, which way?!ö the blonde cursed. She started trying doors at random, slowly making her way through the facility.
After a few minutes of cautious exploration, Shepard had encountered a computer log. Curiosity got the better of her and she pressed play.
ô¼Miranda Lawson came by to rip me a new asshole today. It seems that the Illusive Man isnÆt happy about what weÆve had to do to Shepard. ItÆs not like I wanted to change what he looked like, but we had no choice.¼ö
æSo they did this to meàÆ
Shepard picked up another thermal clip and headed out into a corridor. A LOKI mech turned towards her and raised its weapon.
Reflexively, the blonde placed three rounds into the head, promptly dropping the mechanical soldier.
ôStill got it,ö she smirked. A moment later, she was back on the move.
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Jacob Taylor was pinned down by several mechs when Shepard encountered him. She destroyed one mech and caused two others to duck for cover before she sprinted over to the outgunned man.
ôShepardà youÆre awake?ö the security chief asked before taking a shot at the nearest mech. ôI donÆt know what happened, but IÆm glad youÆre here now.ö
ôWho are you? Where am I? And why do have womanÆs body?ö the blonde demanded.
ôIÆm Jacob Taylor.ö The mechs opened fire, causing Jacob to wince. ôLook, we donÆt have time for this right now. But once we get out of her, IÆll play Twenty Questions with you. That-ö
Shepard took out the mechs before Jacob could finish his question.
ôAnswers. Now.ö
ôYou were attacked by some aliens; something never seen before. Cerberus brought you back here.ö
ôAs part of Project Lazarus? Why? Is there anyone else part of this projectö
ôThey didnÆt tell me the details, I just run security here,ö Jacob answered. ôAnd Project Lazarus had only one subject û you.ö
ôWhy do I have tits?ö
ôThatÆs complicated.ö
Shepard scowled. ôHow complicated can it be to explain why IÆm no longer the man I was?ö
ôI donÆt know the details, but there was a problem when they were trying to bring you back from the dead. This sort of thing isnÆt exactly routine, you know. Miranda would know more,ö Jacob explained.
ôOk, so take me to-ö
JacobÆs radio crackled into life, interrupting the conversation.
ô¼Hello? Hello? Is there anyone there? This is Wilson, IÆm pinned downà AARGHT IÆve been hit!¼ö
ôWilson? That name rings a bellàö
ôHeÆs the head scientist on Project Lazarus. HeÆs the one who developed the tech that got you breathing again.ö
ôThen maybe he can explain what happened to me. Lead the way, Jacob Taylor.ö
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Feel free to complain about how things are a sketchy rehash of the opening sequences, but I have only just gotten in the mood to write something after several weeks of barely having the energy to feed myself.