Garrus Vakarian (
thearchangel) wrote2011-08-10 01:07 am
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[He's not worried.]
[Being worried would imply that the object of his concern couldn't take care of themselves. And nothing could be further from the truth. The other missing parties came back perfectly fine, there's no reason to assume the commander would be the sole exception.]
[But he hasn't stopped looking. Checking the place they crawled out of before -- the hole in the clothier's tower -- hunting through the keep for any place someone might be held, or something that might prove distracting. It's all futile, and somewhere along the line, he realizes he's out of the little wafers the keep's medic handed him.]
[And he... has been. For a while.]
[So he puts his plans on hold for the moment -- he'll trek his way out to the forest, and the secluded theatre later -- and makes his way to the infirmary.]
[He knocks, and waits.]
((ooc: Anyone can bump into him at any point! Before the infirmary, after, whenever!))
[Being worried would imply that the object of his concern couldn't take care of themselves. And nothing could be further from the truth. The other missing parties came back perfectly fine, there's no reason to assume the commander would be the sole exception.]
[But he hasn't stopped looking. Checking the place they crawled out of before -- the hole in the clothier's tower -- hunting through the keep for any place someone might be held, or something that might prove distracting. It's all futile, and somewhere along the line, he realizes he's out of the little wafers the keep's medic handed him.]
[And he... has been. For a while.]
[So he puts his plans on hold for the moment -- he'll trek his way out to the forest, and the secluded theatre later -- and makes his way to the infirmary.]
[He knocks, and waits.]
((ooc: Anyone can bump into him at any point! Before the infirmary, after, whenever!))
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Garrus gets a quick up-and-down look, to make sure he's not any kind of wounded. Once Sycora is certain he's mostly well (as there must be some reason he's here), she smiles.]
Vakarian. Hello. What can I do for you?
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I uh... ran out of supplies.
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[Sycora steps back and motions for Garrus to follow her in.]
How long have you been out?
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A while, I think. I've... been sort of distracted.
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[Since you're, you know, not dead or anything.]
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[He's been distracted. Severely distracted.]
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[Sycora disappears through a door and spends a minute searching. Then, she comes back, a small box in hand.]
Here. I had them ready a while ago. Sorry, I should have gotten them to you sooner.
[You weren't the only distracted one, Garrus.]
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You and the other staff seemed a little... preoccupied lately.
[And by that he means, "you guys went poof".]
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When you're working in the Keep of keeps, you get a little busy.
[She offers the box up.]
This is another month's supply.
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[He nods slightly, and accepts it.]
Appreciate it.
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It's no trouble. I'm sorry you can't stockpile them, but even medicine expires.
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So... I'm going to take a guess and say that if I ask you anything about what the staff was busy doing, I won't get an answer.
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Depends on the question. Ask, and we'll see.
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Where did you all go?
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Now, you're heading into classified territory. Try something else.
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A few seconds pass.
Then, she relents.]
We were looking for someone.
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[Even so, he ducks his head to pick at his scars. Until she answers.]
Asking "who" isn't going to get me anywhere. Is it?
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Afraid not, Vakarian. That's all I'll say about that.
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Who's really going to know if you let something slip?
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A young woman. Missing for some time.
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... The same one we heard about when we first showed up?
[The memory is vague, but it's there, all the same.]
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Well, you have it all figured out, don't you?
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And is that going to be all?
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... What happens if you don't find her?
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Then we keep looking until we do. And we will find her.
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[Ominous words, perhaps, but not delivered in any sort of ominous tone. Sycora states it simply, as it if were merely a fact.]
I'm not worried. She can't stay missing forever.
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No one knows where she went? Or how she... got out?
[Maybe she was being kept somewhere, maybe not. If he asks like that, maybe he'll find out.]
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But we've got ideas.
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If you have to engage her, keep your guard up. She's dangerous.
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[Omega, after all, hadn't been a stranger to those types.]
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[A short sigh, then she tilts her head just slightly to the side.]
Is that all you needed?
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[After all, she likes you.]