Ethan Edwards, Citadel Private Investigator
Innocence Belied
“I’m glad for that much at least, I hope you manage to stay safe.” He was a little disappointed at the failure of his gesture, he hadn’t realized the extent to which some forms of language had gone extinct, although he did make a mental note that braille might make for good code. ”And don’t be afraid to contact me.”
“Mm, I will. Contact you, I mean. …. I suppose you…want mine as well?” She shifted the cat in her arms with a small frown. “Um…I will send it along later, if that is OK. In any case…you know where I live. And ah…I will stay safe. This sort of thing…does not happen often.” Usually she had the upper hand from the beginning, luring chosen prey rather than dealing with something unknown. “Well…thank you again.” Nisha gave the man a small nod, then stepped further into her apartment so the door would close behind her.
Ethan simply stood as the door shut behind him, a conflux of emotions regarding the young girl swirling around in his head. A sense of paternalism, protectionism, suspicion, wariness, all surrounding the young woman who had just shut herself away behind the door.
He shrugged his shoulders and turned away, concluding that there was little he could do about it now, but making a quick mental note to look into the girl when he got back home and had access to the C-sec archives.
Ethan smiled, “I guess you can say that. The last time I was down in Kithoi I was working a case, and they ran in there to hide… not for long,” he smiled at the memories of a gangly human hiding inside of an arcade hoping that the lights and noise would let him stay concealed. ”Anyway, they have a game there called ‘Commander Shepard: Live the Legend.’ Who better to see if it lives up to its name?”
She blushed slightly.
“What? I’ve never heard of that game” she scratched her cheek “I’m not sure if I really wanna play that” she had enough with the Shepard VI in the refugee camp. Seeing herself portrayed as a serious, epic soldier… was going to be embarrassing. Not to think of the lines of the game “Thanks God I’m drunk. I just hope I won’t remember this tomorrow” chuckled.
Ethan just smiled, remembering the campy box that sat in the simultaneously dark and brightly lit arcade. And his memory was rewarded as the cab touched down outside of the arcade, Ethan payed the cabby a few quick credits and the pair of them stepped into the arcade, and then emanating from a loud corner came a familiar voice saying, “I’m commander Shepard, and this is my favorite level in the game.”
Unexpected Appearances
“Well, much fewer people shooting at you perhaps, but certainly not less exciting. That sounds amazing.”
She chuckled lightly. “Well, there was no lack of interesting things to do, I got a lot of research done…ended up a bit on the malnourished side but, came out not too bad.” she grinned, before realising that in their talking, they had managed to block half an aisle.
“Zut!” she murmured, noticing her frozen foods were slowly melting. “We ah…are kind of blocking everything….” she didn’t want to finish talking though.
“Did you want to…grab a coffee per’aps?” she asked hesitantly. “I can’t imagine catching up in a grocery store is all that great.” she laughs.
“Yeah… although it looks like you need to stop at your place first, you’re dripping. Here,” He flipped through his omni tool and transmitted information straight to hers, “My number, I’ll head over and drop off my groceries, decide on a good coffee place, we can meet there.”
“A voyeur, a peeping Tom! or a peeping Tiffany I suppose.”
he grinned, a bit in mocking and a bit in recognition of a humanizing aspect of the predatory woman.
“Although, I’m hardly one to judge, whatever gets you off.”
“Gets me off? At times it may, but I verily enjoy hearing how humans have factored many positions to achieve their pleasure. However, when one is in need of a swing, I wonder if they have garnered to be a performer for the circus than for lust.” Far more when they held a dungeon not for virgins, but for their sexual lusts.
“And where do you get your pleasure? What tempts the temptress?”
“I enjoy it all I can, one of the reasons why I live such a promiscuous life.”
“If only to make the most of things. And it’s certainly fun.”
“Oh it is a joy, to do anything else would be almost not living.”
“Still, you need some context to weigh it against, what would fun be without those quiet moments?”
Unexpected Appearances
“So far, they’ve been vetting my past, interrogating my C-sec and Alliance contacts, sending me on a few shake down missions, it’s all been pretty crazy.”
“Ooh shakedown missions! That sounds interesting.” Evangeline shook her head. “You’ve been up to a lot more than I have, that’s for sure.”
Ethan smiled, leaning against his back fot and shifting his posture to accommodate the shift in weight, “I guess that depends entirely on what you’ve been up to.”
Evangeline grinned. “Much less exciting events than you, that’s for sure.” she wracked her brains, chewing on the inside of her cheek in thought.
“Well, I was stranded for a few weeks on an unfamiliar planet when the ship I was on was crippled in a storm. Ah…that’s about as exciting as it gets.” Ethan probably wouldn’t find it interesting why she was on the planet. “I lead a much less exciting life than you I think. No Spectre offers for me.” she chuckled lightly.
“Well, much fewer people shooting at you perhaps, but certainly not less exciting. That sounds amazing.”
Ethan smiled and stepped closer to the bed, reaching down and unbuttoning his pants.
Innocence Belied
“Well, better is better. As long as you’re feeling well.”
As she opened her door, he reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out a small slip of paper. ”Here, hold on one second.” He fiddled with his omni-tool, putting the hard-light to work and looking up some relevant information before putting his card into the hard-light construct.
“It’s my card, embossed with braille, if I can help, let me know.”
“Mm…I am feeling…well enough.” While Ethan asked her to wait, Nisha bent down and picked up the cat who had come to greet her. She settled the feline in her arms and began scratching its neck as it began to purr. She raised a brow as he offered his card, and accepted it with her free hand. “Braille…?” She frowned a moment, unfamiliar with the word, and ran her fingers over the raised bumps. They felt interesting, but they were meaningless to her. She shrugged and tucked both it and her key card into a pocket. “Jasper can put it into my um…my omni-tool for me,” she assured him. She would have gestured to the mech in question, but she didn’t leave it active all the time, and it was currently tucked inside a closet.
The cat in her arms began to make noises to get her attention, and she shifted it in her arms. “Oh…she is probably hungry. Um…I will be sure to call you, if there is…anything I need. Thank you for tonight. You…hm…saved me some trouble.”
“I’m glad for that much at least, I hope you manage to stay safe.” He was a little disappointed at the failure of his gesture, he hadn’t realized the extent to which some forms of language had gone extinct, although he did make a mental note that braille might make for good code. ”And don’t be afraid to contact me.”
Ethan put a hand on her waist and let her get into the cab before him, looking over to the cabbie. ”Gammel’s games, it’s in the Kithoi ward.”
The taxi driver nodded and the cab left with a soft push.
“Gammel’s games?” Shepard smirked and looked at Ethan “I’ve never heard of that place” The buildings of the Citadel, bright and with that blue windows comming past throught the windows of the car “What are we going to find there? Recreational?”
Ethan smiled, “I guess you can say that. The last time I was down in Kithoi I was working a case, and they ran in there to hide… not for long,” he smiled at the memories of a gangly human hiding inside of an arcade hoping that the lights and noise would let him stay concealed. ”Anyway, they have a game there called ‘Commander Shepard: Live the Legend.’ Who better to see if it lives up to its name?”
