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Mezzo - 05 - Glass of Gasoline
Pairing: mshenko | Rating: M Tags: Canon-typical violence, trauma, dealing with your problems poorly, body autonomy struggles   Summary: The twists and turns of ME2, through the eyes of everyone but Commander Shepard. Chapter Summary: Omega lets Sam Shepard off the chain.   Thank you to @sinvraal for betaing!
Chapter 5: Glass of Gasoline | Read on Ao3
02 November 2185, Omega Nebula, Sahrabarik System, Omega
Shepard shouldn’t be struggling with biotics. The implant insertion had been flawless. Every scan showed it was communicating with his nervous system exactly as designed. If anything, the biosynthetic fibers used to repair his nervous system should improve his ability to tap the gravity well, and the advancements in implant technology should increase the strength of his fields considerably.
He shouldn’t be struggling.
Perhaps this should not be troubling Miranda more than Shepard nonchalantly agreeing to stroll across a bridge dressed as a mercenary, in plain view of a vigilante shooting anyone who comes into scope, but thankfully Archangel isn’t stupid. The moment Shepard puts a shotgun into the back of a Blue Sun and opens fire, not one sniper bullet strikes his shields.
Archangel is indeed in trouble, just as Aria told them, and those who are drowning tend not to question lifelines.
Except Shepard, who has questioned everything Miranda has offered. Her attempts to ask about the implant’s performance have been swiftly rebuffed, but she can feel every futile twist and churn he makes in the gravity well. At best his corona is no more than a pale glimmer, a weakening flame desperately seeking oxygen.
It was perfect. You were perfect.
Well, not quite. The scarring still remains. Easily repairable if she still had access to the Lazarus lab, less so on the Normandy, but still possible. A few more weeks, and that, too, would have been rectified. There would have been no visible sign of her work. 
Damn Wilson and his short sightedness.
Shepard has been right at her fingertips for two years. Height, weight, body temperature, blood pressure, heart rate, metabolic rate, all of it. She is more intimately familiar with the body of Sam Shepard than she ever will be with a lover.
But she has no baseline for him.
Even without the biotics, he still fights like the Alliance’s hero. Alliance Ns are a sight to behold, and all of Shepard’s muscle memory remains intact. He is swift, brutal, with no fanfare or showmanship. Just a hint of a smirk at the corner of his lips that chills her right to the bone whenever she glimpses it behind his faceplate.
Miranda is well-equipped to handle herself but she is no soldier, and this is a battlefield. For all her skills and all her training, it is Jacob and Massani, the former Blue Sun with a grudge they had recruited upon arrival at Omega, who carry the weight of the fight.
She checks the right corner as they enter the ground floor of the shipping warehouse where Archangel chose to make his stand, gagging at the sickening rot of death inside. Blood stains the floor, some blue, some red. A row of bodies lie hastily covered under tarps. Scouring mars the walls, with overturned furniture forming a hasty barricade. 
She is so caught on the sight of it all she doesn’t spot the mercenary on her left until Shepard yanks her out of the way and unloads with his pistol. A body hits the ground with a thud and a squelch. She didn’t see him switch to the pistol from his shotgun. Surely there hadn’t been time. But the man who would have killed her now lies in a pool of his own blood, and Shepard is already moving up a set of stairs towards Archangel’s perch on the second floor, her brush with death already forgotten.
“Massani, watch the entrance,” he barks over his shoulder.
“Goddamn right,” Massani replies, checking his heat sink. Combat is comfortable on him, like being in his armor is more natural than being out of it. But he still wears it, unlike Shepard.
Shepard becomes it.
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milkywayes · 4 months
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breach the darkness. cover art for ->dreamt a cipher.
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margariemargarita · 2 months
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hell, garrus, you were always ugly. slap some face paint on it and no one will even notice.
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shittybundaskenyer · 4 months
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stranded enemy soldiers during the first contact war au has me in a chokehold. rest is on ao3 because it's a bit spicy :))
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messydiabolical · 26 days
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He got that dad swag and it's catching
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yuku78 · 25 days
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doodled garrus for a vid and ended up liking it soo
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thefloatingstone · 2 months
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She has to stand on her toes because he lifts her up when he kisses her are you fucking serious how the fuck am I supposed to be normal about them???
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jibberjibbsart · 1 year
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Happy birthday Mass Effect 2! Have some awkward Shep flirting
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hellt00th · 9 months
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I am endlessly enamored by Garrus’ change across the 3 games. The way he refers Shepard as Commander in ME like he’s speaking to a living god rather than a person, to the breathlessly reverent way he says “Shepard… I thought you were dead,” when you meet him as Archangel, to the confident and almost jovial way he greets you on Menae, as if he never had a doubt in his mind that Shepard would inevitably show up for him.
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secretsimpleness · 1 year
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Fan service.
Shepard (custom), Liara / Mass Effect (c) Bioware
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If I see any more homophobic nonsense in the Star Wars fandom then I'm drawing Tech on a romantic date with Garrus Vakarian.
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ON THIS, A BLESSED TECH TUESDAY AND A BAD BATCH EVE.
YOU. HAVE. BEEN. WARNED.
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milkywayes · 6 months
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(his spurs are caught on each other. he'll never be able to get up)
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slightlysaneee · 8 months
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Where is my 360° of a naked turian model ಠ╭╮ಠ
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scifigeekgirl · 2 years
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He's a 10 but can it wait for a bit? He's in the middle of some calibrations.
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pr · 1 year
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is there anyone out there who still posts mass effect
pls reblog if you do i need it on my dash
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