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#wren shepard || smokedanced ( garrus )
anderwhohn · 2 years
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@smokedanced || requested a starter.
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While it is true that the Normandy's main guns need some serious calibration, especially before they went up against an enemy like the Collectors or another Reaper, most of the work is just to keep his hands busy while he thinks on other matters.
Since coming aboard the SR-2, those thoughts have mostly been centered around Shepard - the implications of what led to her agreeing to work with Cerberus, the weight of just what was done to her to bring her back, and now, the mess that was Horizon.
It was with the last one that he really took notice of just how much things were affecting her. He'd known from early on that she was stressed - anyone in her position would be, really - and it was obvious to him, at least, that she wasn't sleeping well, given how early she would be in the galley before her shift even starts.
But things really changed after Horizon, between Alenko's presence there, Anderson's stonewalling them about the whole thing, and the loss of over half the colony. The darkness under her eyes seems more noticeable than ever, and there's a weariness to her gaze that he hasn't seen to this extent since Virmire.
To say he's concerned is a major understatement…
For a moment, he wonders if he is overstepping, being as concerned for her as he is. Yes, she's his best friend, and he likes to think that he may be hers in return, at least, but she's also his commanding officer, and that… The lines between her and her non-Alliance crew have always been a lot more blurred than with the humans, and while he knew he and others got to enjoy a bit more leeway thanks to that, he also doesn't want to accidentally offend her by crossing that line too far.
But it's when she starts spending more than working than she could ever actually spend sleeping that he finally decides enough is enough. She's going to burn herself out at this rate, and that won't be good for anyone.
"Shepard," he starts, almost reaching for her when he sees her nearly swaying on her feet, likely due to sleep deprivation, but his hand just hangs there awkwardly for a moment before he lowers it again.
Spirits, he hopes she's not on stims as well…
"Are you alright?" he asks quietly, mandibles pulling in tight to his jaw in concern as he watches her closely. He knows she's not, but he hopes… maybe she'll actually admit it herself.
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chaotiicgoods · 2 years
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@smokedanced​ said: [ CATCH ]: sender manages to intervene and catch the falling receiver before they fall to their death. + reverse or not, whichever way you're feeling it! / maybe this time tumblr will let me send wren for garrus :D SHINING ARMOR PROMPTS | ACCEPTING
Garrus isn’t entirely back to his feet -- he almost got killed on Omega, but thanks to Shepard and her squadmates, he survived and he’s now back on the Normandy, on this new Normandy. He needs to be at Shepard’s side, though. It’s not perfect, but he can manage. Or what was what he thought until he almost fell to his death. Actually, if Wren hasn’t been there, he would have died.
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“I’m sorry.” He says as she helps him stand. “It’s a good thing you were here, but it won’t happen again. Don’t worry.” 
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spphirrguearc · 2 years
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@smokedanced​ inquired  :  [ THROW ] : sender throws themselves between the receiver and an on-coming attack, taking on an injury that might have been fatal to the receiver otherwise. / love from shepard who just REFUSES to lose more people  /  meme.
          NO, NO, NO !  Rainstorm of hellish bullets, breaking the air in ear-splitting screams. So fast. So fast &&. near undetectable. They knew where they were, but neither Wren or team could locate the snipers. Not enough time for proper glances, not without fire directed towards them. No time to scan area around them, too open. Too exposed. Risk of movement meant bullets, bullets meant injury, injury meant possible death.
          ZIP OF BULLET. Sudden movement, belated movement. So sudden of sound, Serene spent too long to think. Gaze fell upon Wren, then her hand. Clutched over impact, blood pouring from new wound. Gods above spare her. She rushed to her side, arm linked around shoulders as the commander fell to the ground. No emotion, she could not allow herself to be so careless. Cold stance, gaze matched, voice only akin to the icecaps. 
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          ❛  Shepard’s been injured  !  ❜  A BANSHEE’S VOICE. Cutting through air, directed to those nearby. Thoughts raced in circles, searching for a plan. Surrounding noise caused head to spin, heart pounded in chest as if ancient drum ritual. A plan. A fucking plan was what she needed  !  ❛  Garrus, help me get Wren back to the Mako. I need someone to cover me. Now, move it  !  ❜
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anderwhohn · 2 years
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@smokedanced asked: “Please tell me you didn’t hear that.” / wren for garrus
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Mandibles fluttering in indecision, he almost makes a quip in retort, except… there it is again. His mandibles still then, pulling tight into his jaw as he glances at his human commander briefly before trying to find the source of the sound.
"I wish I didn't," he mutters as he scans the darkness ahead of them. "Whatever it is, I doubt it's friendly. Are you sure about going in there, Shepard?"
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