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#‧ ⁘ ✦ ☾  ︴ verse  —  i keep a record of the wreckage in my life. ( mass effect )
reivontulet-arch · 2 years
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𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒊 𝒔𝒄. /  for @suresaint​ 
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❝ i could always just hand you back to the alliance. the bounty on your head is pretty generous. ❞
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meilancolie-aa · 2 years
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tag dump ii.
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reivontulet-arch · 2 years
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A credit chit is left in Rory's locker aboard the SR-2, with only a small paper note attached to it. In neat script, a short message is written. "I understand it's your birthday. Hope this buys you a few drinks next time we're ashore. - ML"
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rory turns the chit between her fingers, her thumb caressing over the embossed surface as she chews the corner of her mouth, a smile playing at her lips. this would buy her more than a few drinks, and she has an idea just whose company she'd like then.
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reivontulet-arch · 2 years
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meme reply ( accepting )  //  send 💗 to kiss my muse tenderly without explanation for @kenasakis​
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rory’s eyes don’t close right away when aria’s lips press against hers. it’s not the first time, hardly, and rory’s used to aria initiating intimacy - this is stark different to anything they have ever done, and rory’s not quick enough to react like she doesn’t enjoy it. the mercenary prides herself in a sharp demeanor, quick wit and a quicker tongue,  never leaving room for gentleness to creep in.  so this, in all its quickness, tears down every metaphorical wall she’s had up for so long that she just leans in. her eyes close, and her body just sinks into aria’s. her hand comes up like it was being commanded by an invisible force, lingering against the collar of aria’s jacket, a collar she’s tugged so many times but this time her palm lays flat against it, just beneath aria’s collarbone. 
the moment doesn’t last and claxons go off as rory tears herself from the tender kiss, the tip of her tongue runs along her cupid’s bow and she uses the hand pressed to aria’s chest to push her back, only a little, only so she’s at arm’s length, as her eyes bore into aria’s. one brow arches as she turns her head a little, still windswept in the tender kiss and its lasting effect, the ripple of yearning she had no idea was even there.       ❝  who are you and what have you done with aria ?  ❞
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reivontulet-arch · 2 years
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"well, well. someone tells me it's your birthday. why don't you come have some fun at afterlife?" with me, it's implied.
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❝ does that mean my drinks are on you tonight ? ❞ not that they usually weren't. it was part of aria's charm.
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reivontulet-arch · 2 years
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𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒆𝒅 | for @afraidofchange​ ( miranda ) 
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              𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕 to pull back. it’s not bitterness or former revulsion towards the xo that bars her from pushing further; it’s the initial resistance she’s been met with that sobers her up. true, she hadn’t enjoyed miranda’s company or presence since boarding the normandy. but somewhere along the lines of nearly dying time and time again as they head towards certain death, that dislike is chipped away and makes room for vulnerability. seeing the so called paradigm of perfection break formation and twist under pressure of fear, just like any other crew member on this ship. seeing her obvious discomfort on pragia, which later grows with each mention of rory’s own cerberus experience. it humanizes her in ways rory hadn’t expected. and rory realizes miranda’s been as much a victim to cerberus’ tactics as anyone aboard this ship is. maybe she thinks that’s where they stand, on common ground, and the mutual situation would give a little way for more. 
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              but miranda holds her at arm’s length like she was poison, somehow. and rory blinks owlishly up at her, still trying to reconcile the whirlwind of how she carried herself into miranda’s office and where she was now. ❝ yeah ... ❞  rory responds, wiping her thumb at her own lower lip as her face fills with warmth. it’s as gently as anyone could be let down but it’s still delicate. she already tries to turn to leave ... but miranda’s hold on her arms doesn’t relent. instead they’re very much still facing each other, shoulders rising and falling subtly as they both force their breaths to a slower rate. rory’s not sure which direction to move in, but her head tilts at miranda’s words, almost in complete confusion as she begins shaking it. 
              ❝ who said anything about emotions ? ❞  she asks slowly,  ❝ that’s not what i’m here for. but ... if you want me to leave, i’ll leave. just say the words.❞
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reivontulet-arch · 2 years
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𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒊 𝒔𝒄. ( accepting )  / for @wiintereyes​
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❝ you’re quieter than usual ... ❞  rory rolls onto her front, chin propped against her hand on the pillow as she tries to pry those stoic eyes from the ceiling. outside the sanctuary walls of her one bedroom apartment, omega’s rigor nearly shatters the stillness between them. only nearly. the young biotic sits in the quiet for a few more minutes before she belabors a sigh,  ❝ well, if you don’t want to talk, do you at least want to eat ?  ❞
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reivontulet-arch · 2 years
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𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒋. 𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒔 / that one picrew meme for various verses
[ 1 ] mass effect verse [ 2 ] crime verse  [ 3 - 4 ] assassin’s creed unity verse
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reivontulet-arch · 2 years
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remembering how on my me multi i very specifically said that one of rory’s elevated biotic abilities is microbiotics, where she can generate mircroscopic mass effect fields to pick locks, undo intricate technology and such. like i said, finer movements. she’s good at them. 
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reivontulet-arch · 2 years
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𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 /  ‘ i seek scandal and low companionship. ’  for @kenasakis​
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            𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒖𝒑 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒅 laying in her lap, feet propped up against the table in lower afterlife. out of the corner of her eye, she can see mercs clad in their yellow streaked armor and high tech weaponry. next to her is her own weapon, which she doesn’t use as much as the amp humming at the back of her head, always activated when she’s not within the safe confines of her hole-in-the-wall apartment. 
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           ❝ am i supposed to be flattered that you think of my companionship as low? ❞ she is in the presence of the queen of omega, but doesn’t bother to pull her feet off the table as her eyes lazily return to the datapad, skimming through trashy trans-galactic journalism about some asari trend-setter, the miracles of an elysian getaway, and the scientifically refined eezo cream meant to decrease the signs of aging.
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reivontulet-arch · 2 years
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𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒊 𝒔𝒄. / @kenasakis​
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❝ is chaos really what it takes to maintain order ? ❞
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reivontulet-arch · 2 years
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tag dump ii.
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