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"I’m always serious, Miranda."

  “I realise that, though this seems potentially quite foolhardy.”

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infernumpeperisti:

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   ❝ feel like that’s a suggestion made by you alreadyYou’ve beaten me
   to the punch
❞ It’s in the moment that follows that he bends down to
   pick her up— just as he sadly enough knows a fireman would have
   in the movies. He blames Tali for that unnecessary knowledge. 
To
   our bedthen

  “Perhaps though I won’t object it further.” she answers, smile growing despite the obvious tiredness that crosses her perfect features. When he lifts her up, she curls her arms around his shoulders, almost child-like in the way she holds onto him.  ”Yes, please.”

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commanderglowstick:

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"….what?"

  ” — you’re serious about going through with that, Shepard?”

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su3e:

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  She’s not judging you. Not really.

            Not yet.

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alliancehelmsman:

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   "…tough crowd."

   ” — you need better material.”

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infernumpeperisti:

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   The tickle of syllables stretching along the shell of his ear forces his 
   frame upright in tautened stance; it’s merely a reflex. ❝ Slowlyhuh?
   
Why
❞ His voice is little more than a croon when the very corners
   of his mouth lift into a grin. Stature steadily turns then, pivots on its
   heels in order to face the woman behind him.

   ”More so for my own sake of not wanting to exert my already tired self.” She answers, full lips mirroring the expression Aiden holds whilst he turns round and she slides her arms around him again. She leans upwards to kiss the corner of his mouth, gently and quickly before returning to where she stood. “Unless you wish to suggest otherwise and carry me to bed.”

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infernumpeperisti:

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   There are only benefits to be seen at the prospect of joining Miranda
   in a state of rest— and perhaps, if he is luckysleep. A meek smile,
   just as one would expect at this hour, pries at stoic features in reaction 
   to the extended offer, however veiled it may be. 

        ❝ Mmh… —- I would enjoy yours just as muchI know
        Care to take me along

   The comfort of Shepard’s scent is soothing of its own, reassurance that reality still exists, and she isn’t as sleep deprived as she seems, holding tightly upon his powerful back and broad shoulders. 

   ”I’d love to.” Miranda whispers, leaning upwards now to rest her chin atop his shoulder, turning only to place a soft kiss against the tendon of his neck, lingering afterwards near the shell of his ear. “Slowly, at any rate.”

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alliancehelmsman:

 ”Hey, what’d the buffalo say to his son when he went off to college?

                                                                                                             Bison.”

  “ …”

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