Snippet #1900619

Grace Kennedy

Her krogan savior came to a stop as an unfamiliar voice called out to him. Another enemy? No, he seemed friendly enough but he obviously wasn't bothered by the violence surrounding them. How could he be so casual about all these dead bodies? She glanced at the corpses once more but quickly looked away to a far off point on their ship. Just the sight of the blood made her sick, maybe bringing these guys along wasn't such a good idea.

Grace continued to stare at the ship, trying to forget about the blood spatters on her clothes and skin when a voice she finally knew drew her attention. The machine man! She looked towards him and when he asked about how she was, her face scrunched up in an uncomfortable look. Well, she wasn't really ok if she were to be honest but, looking on the bright side, at least she was still alive. Those batarians obviously wanted to hurt her and Chim had saved her, she'd definitely have to remember to thank him later even if she didn't approve of all the death. Surely they could have talked it over?

A short conversation was shared between the machine man, whose name was apparently Mayce, and Chim. She tried to subtely edge over towards Mayce, her hamster like attention span already partially forgetting how horrifed she was earlier in light of the fascinating man in front of her. She was pulled back suddenly to the present reality when Chim shouted for someone to get Grace to the ship. Wait, Grace is me, I need to get to the ship. I'm in danger again?! How many times a day does this happen?! Do I need to be saved from mortal peril on a daily basis and I've just never realized it before?! She frowned deeply but the sound and sight of shots being fired made her once again realize she needed to focus on the task at hand as she made a bee line for the ship. Maybe she could help them a bit by just getting the heck out of the way.

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Elizabeth Ackerman

Elizabeth crossed her legs and folded her arms as she sat in the seat, waiting for this urgent meeting to begin. Despite her curiousity as to what this meeting was about, her current focus was on their new addition. Her eyes scanned over the human who was apparently named Mr. Hawke. What she wanted to know was why he was here and why she hadn't been told about it. Well, as long as Cortex trusted him enough to bring him on the ship without having a gun constantly to his head then she supposed that would be enough for the moment. With that settled she finally looked to the image of the planet they would be setting off for and the word charming was the only thing that sarcastically rang through her head as she studied the deadly place. They honestly needed to find better vacation spots.