undauntedxspirit:

          ❝ When I have to stare for one more minute at this map I start screaming. The best tactical entrance we can make here is ramming the shuttle through their gates. I’d take the Mako if we had one. ❞

          Ella looks up at him.  ❝ Give me an advice if you have one. I’m out of ideas. Any simulation will end in severe casualties on our side. ❞

       Garrus felt a slight prick in his side, more so uncomfortable
with the thought of Shepard driving the Mako.

“Are you certain running past
through will not kill us?”

He paused, looking back at her, straightening up his posture.

“Let’s take out the towers, making
sure the surrounding area is secured
before we take out the smaller Geth.”

“—-So you’re telling me, you
would risk your life for money?”

“Including thievery?”

excerberus:

    ❝—Interesting how that’s the first conclusion you jump to.
           If I didn’t know better, I might suspect your own latent desires
                            were coming to light. Repeatedly.❞

First he treated her to an in-depth discussion on his preference
in sweet things to be savored, and now this?
The Freudian slips seemed to spring eternal.

                      She had yet to truly complain, however -
                     or extract herself from her awkward position against him,
                     for that matter - so she couldn’t exactly claim a higher ground.

❝ I’m fine, by the way.
No need to help me up or any such polite gesture.❞

He was unsure how to respond to t h a t—
“Such assumptions Miranda.”

      Garrus’ head lifted inches away from the steel floor; mere inches
of his face away from hers. Carefully he moved  his  hand  to  press
onto her arm, fingers wrapping along the smooth fabric of  her  body
suit. He held her, attempting to help her stand up–he inhaled sharply,
his stomach sinking in as he laid his head back down again.

“I was  preparing  to  do  so,
but you caught me off guard
with your comment.”

His eyes drifting from the ceiling and back to her. By now he decided
to help her along, and himself, pressing his weight against her as he
lifted his shoulders to sit up–her body still so very close to his.

wxkingpies:

“Missing something?” Ned repeated quietly,
brows raising for a moment. He didn’t think
that he was missing anything, well, not in
that sense anyway.

“You could say that, yeah. And you?”

“Yes, missing something.”

    Garrus repeated, watching the taller man’s
facial expressions, noting his body language.

“Like a few fingers or so,  perhaps  the
side of their face. It’s common in my line
of duty.”

He said it so nonchalantly, stroking the right
side of his jawline absent mindedly.
           Garrus spoke once more.

“Well then, if Star Wars strikes your fancy
you’ll love what I have to say.”

warisanart:

Alexandra was a skilled strategic, though it sometimes it looked like she played things risky. She aimed a shot at barrel of fuel near the enemies coming at her, though she was only a dozen feet away. When the bullet hit, an explosion erupted. She heard Garrus over the comm line, and it was his voice which made her jerk back rather than the fire that was roaring close in front of her. She chuckled, turning behind her to look at him. “Don’t worry, I won’t be so easy to kill the second time.”

     He was holding his breath when she finally spoke, her voice droning in his ear as he let out a loud exhale from his lips, staggering where he stood as he saw the fiery smoke reach the sky, swirling a black tail. Garrus could hear plates in his armor shift as he began to move his joints, moving towards her.

“I could have taken them out for you.”

            “You were reckless Shepard but–but smart.”

A Valentine’s Day to Remember :: @CalibrationsMan

calientechloe:

Her cheeks flushed dark pink as her lover complimented her. There was always something about how he made his kind remarks that left Chloe week in the knees and sent butterflies a-flutter in her stomach. She knew, without a doubt, that this was love. She was inexplicably and irrevocably his.
She finished his top button, her lips mumbling only to him as their eyes met. She always loved how deep their connection was whenever they were locked in a gaze. Not to mention that he was so damn good to look at. Tonight was going to be magical. She could just feel it.
“Pink roses put me to shame, but I’ll take it, none-the-less.”

“And to another it’s quite the opposite, roses fails in comparison to you.” He meant it, Chloe was the world to him and he wanted to make sure this night was unforgettable for her. Garrus kept the small velvet box inside his left pocket, with hopes she wouldn’t inch her fingers anywhere near there.
Moving in to kiss her gently but stopping right before her lips, realizing if he had gone through with this he’d ruin her perfected make up. He’d save the snogging for another time. “We better go, don’t want to wait up on reservations.” Creases around his lips, corners of his mouth tugging upward as he grinned. His hands rested along her sides and caressed her hips, gliding up and down her soft curves with ease, edging her back so they could either waltz or move along towards the door. Garrus wore his white dress shirt, dress pants and black leather shoes. Nothing special but handsomely as ever.