towerofanimus | #1 -- It's Not The End Of The World, And I Sure Can't See It From Here

Characters: Commander Shepard and YOU CRAZY KIDS.
Setting: Room 3-15, then anywhere around the dorm, I guess. October 13th.
Format: Prose for the post itself, but I'll match you.
Summary: Shepard would like to put a cap in the admins' asses. :|
Warnings: Foul language, but other than that, IDEK. I'll edit as necessary.

Room 3-15

Something didn't sit well this fine morning. Actually, two things.

One, she wasn't in her cabin on the Normandy. She was pretty damn sure she didn't have any ryncol at the Citadel during her brief shore leave...nor did she do anything else that would amount to having a huge hangover when she woke up. What the hell was going on? How did she get sucked into this place? The second thing that was a bother--quite obviously--was the note. Her world was 'destroyed'? Someone 'saved' her? From what, saving her galaxy from the damnable Reaper threat at large?

Well, she isn't having any of that.

"'Let's be happy here', my ass."

Said note was handily crushed and thrown aside.

Bullshit. Pure bullshit.

That was the main thought that was running through her head after only two readings. No, she wasn't going to believe it--she wasn't going to let herself be deceived by this. She was going to go over to whoever 'rescued' her and punch them. This was nonsense of the highest degree. This was like waking up and finding you were brought back to the land of the living by a terrorist organization. It was not pleasant, nor was it her idea of a good time. Suffice to say--she needed answers, and she was going to get them by any means necessary--diplomacy or otherwise. Shepard stands up after a moment, taking some time to cradle the headache that she'd gotten from going over the note. For all intents and purposes, her life was cosmic hell--and she knew it.

No use sitting around here like a stump. I better get a move on.

...It's only then that she notices the trunk her belongings were in; she puts on her uniform, takes out the Phalanx inside, and sets off out of her room--though depending on who's there, she might not get further than a few steps before she runs into someone.

Anywhere else in said Dorms

There is a woman clad in a black Cerberus Officer Uniform with a pistol at her hip passing through the halls. To say she doesn't look happy about her situation is an understatement--maybe she's one of the newcomers? It sounds like it, judging by the occasional muttering of curses towards her 'saviors'...

Approach her?

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After you.

[She brings out her handgun and keeps it at the ready, even as she trails the younger girl.]

So, been here long?

[ Yukiko takes the lead even though she's certain the other woman is better suited for it. Walking through the hallways, she automatically moves away from any boy who might be coming their way. ]

Not very long admittedly. Just a couple of months.

[Considering that she hasn't gotten very far from her room, it's better if someone that had more knowledge of the place take the front, and she follow suit. Sure, being leader was more appropriate for a commander, but this was still relatively new territory, and she needed to feel out the environment for herself to get a good idea.]

Not sure if that's good or bad, after what was in that letter...

But do you at least have friends around? Even one?

Yes, there's a couple of people from home here. [ Yukiko's mood lifts a bit when she mentions them. ] Only boys though... so it's a bit awkward for me to visit with them right now.

I can't imagine why. [Oh so dryly. ...Probably going to learn first hand that she might not be able to read sarcasm very well.] Are they trustworthy enough, though?

Well, it's because they're boys and I'm stuck in these clothes. [ Explaining it because she can't detect sarcasm one bit. ] Ah, but for being trustworthy?

[ Yukiko pauses with a small smile forming on her lips. ]

Yes, they're trustworthy with my life and everything else.

[You can almost see the teensy sweat going down the side of her head. Welp, that gave her a good idea of her social skills...

Though she does smile a little when she finishes.] That's good. Being alone isn't exactly the nicest experience.

No, it isn't. At first I thought it was wrong to be happy that there were others from home here, but I was taught by someone special to me that it was okay to feel this way.

[ Giving a nod to reaffirm her prior statement. ] So now I'm just going to enjoy the time I get to spend with them.

#1 -- It's Not The End Of The World, And I Sure Can't See It From Here

Hey, it happens. |D Maybe next event you'll have better luck?

I hope so <3

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I am not sorry for the gagtag.

I GOT A GOOD LAUGH OUT OF IT

GOOD, I LIVE TO ENTERTAIN

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