Cold Snap on the Normandy

[psychadrellic]

Who: The crew of the Normandy
Where: Aboard the Normandy SR-NO
When: Backdated to during the cold snap
What: Crew bonding, IDK.
Warnings: PG-13 for potty mouths and horrible innuendo
Style: Probably brackets
Status: Closed & Ongoing; backtags ahoy!
[Start a thread for your character, tag other character's threads, make everything as horrible and as awkward as possible]

Comments

[sheparrrrrd]

Thhine.

[He's fine. Really.]

[He even drops both hands to the edge of ship's bow, one of them giving a little thumbs-up so he can prove he's fine.]

[Of course, Garrus can't see that the mug is basically just hanging from his tongue now that he's not holding it.]

[calibrating]

[This is the part where we find out that turians can cock their heads pretty far down. Almost a full 180!]

[Sheploo, you are one strange dude]

Right. Uh... I guess I'll be taking over for you, then. So you can warm up and all that.

[sheparrrrrd]

[He reaches back up to hold the mug so it look more natural as he turns to face Garrus more fully and nod.

It's not that he's being rude and won't stop drinking -- he just physically can't!]

I thould tho.

[calibrating]

[Nope nope hang on there]

Are you sure you're okay?

[sheparrrrrd]

[He just pauses and gives Garrus this look like:

"No, I'm really not okay but there's nothing I can really do about it so I'll bear it with my normal amount of annoyed dignity."]

[calibrating]

[Shepard you just get this soulful look that transcends universes]

[He'll give you that dignity Shepard, and not ask any further questions]