WE ARE OUR AVATARS (One of a kind Rp)

[Knife-28]

Knife saw the armoured man, Alastair if he remembered correctly, appear from nowhere and jump on top of the spider.
"Please, allow me." He says, drawing a beefy revolver, covered in wires and lights. He aims at the spiders head, and flicks a small switch on the butt of the gun. Music starts to emanate from the gun, which starts to fire fluorescent beams of light in sync to the music.

 

[JaguarDwarf]

Alastair looked at the man and shook his head. Alastair jumped off and slashed the legs and walked over to the man leaving the refugee's to beat the spider to death.

 

[Knife-28]

Knife holsters his weapon as Alistair walks over to him. "Ho Alistair, I would shake your hand, but I'd rather mine intact and un-crushed."

 

[JaguarDwarf]

Alastair removed his helmet showing his skull. "Knife right? Good keep your hand i'd rather have it crumbled." He said before returning to his post.

 

[Knife-28]

Knife called after Alastair, "HEY, YOU SHOULD PROBABLY GET THAT LOOKED AT!" Referring to the visible skull of course.

 

[JaguarDwarf]

Alastair looked back before replying. "You better know who did it then!" He said before running up some stairs.

 

[Knife-28]

Knife goes over to the Hammerhead tank sitting in one corner of the cargo blood off the twin blades while watching the refugees.

OOC: That's all from me for tonight I'm afraid. See you when I wake up in (About) 6 hours.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

OOC: so, who's still around.

 

[Random berk]

OOC: Present.

 

[JaguarDwarf]

OOC: Present.

Alastair walked around and found the crew quaters. He saw one with Garrus's name on and walked in.

 

[VeneratedWulfen93]

OOC: I've just got here bt im going out for a few hours, when the ship lands Draug, Inaeun, the Shuriken Cannon Platform, the Wraithguard and the other 10 Guardians will be waiting for the Nomrandy. I'm thinking of having the Harlequin give doc sparkle a once in a life time visit to the Black Library next.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Vincent wandered around the Normandy and found the crew quarters. "What are you doing?" he asked Alastair, reaching for Cerberus.

 

[Random berk]

OOC: To clarify,Garrus is still in the forward batteries. Also, I'm not sure that the Normandy had individual quarters for the crew. SR-1 didn't. We'll say SR-2 has them for the officers.

Garrus slammed the hatch on one of the harpoon missile launchers shut after examining the payload for damage/ He turned on the targeting computer to calibrate the Thanix cannon and reached for his datapad with the necessary data, then started to look around in confusion.
"Damn it... must have left it in my quarters again." he said to himself, before turning and going down the corridor to the officers rooms.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

Vincent drew Cerberus. "Why are you in... Garrus' room, Alastair?" he repeated.

 

[Random berk]

OOC: Jaguar... you haven't pissed off to play Xbox again, have you?

Garrus saw the commotion from the end of the hall. His door was open and Vincent was looking in with his weapon drawn, talking to someone. He quickened his pace.
"What the hell is going on here?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

OOC: probably... don't blame him, the forum is slow as hell during the day.

"The blue-armoured man, Alastair I think, is in there." Vincent explained. "Are you Garrus?"

 

[Random berk]

OOC: Yea, certainly is.

"What? That son of a *****..." Garrus entered the room. There were sounds of a scuffle, and a few seconds later Alastair stumbled out, rubbing his bruised jaw. Garrus appeared at the door, and Alastair hurried off down the hallway. Garrus dusted off his hands.
"Yeah, thats me. Garrus Vakarian. And you are?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

"Vincent Valentine." Vincent said, holstering Cerberus. He walked off after Alastair.

 

[Outisakanobody]

OOC: Howdy every one. Is it all right if I put Royce in Shepard's private quarters after his mental breakdown @Random?

 

[Random berk]

OOC: Yeah, sure. I was thinking earlier that Garrus might actually be someone who could talk to him in the absence of a living psychologist. If he blames himself for the death of his team, then thats something they have in common.