Garrus Vakarian (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
thearchangel) wrote2012-05-31 08:06 pm
thearchangel) wrote2012-05-31 08:06 pm
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[Garrus has been conscious nearing 24 hours now. And on his feet, for most of them.]
[This is not exactly unusual for someone coming from his circumstances, but, the reason is -- if not abnormal then, entirely unwelcome. And far too familiar.]
[For the second time in his life, he's woken up to find his commander, the woman he not only owes his life to, but that he idolizes, that he loves... is gone.]
[Needless to say, the entire keep has been scoured from top to bottom. The lakeshore. The forest trails they'd taken together, looking for deer. Everything he could access, he did. But her armor was gone. Her weapons. There'd been no note, nothing saying she'd gone out on an expedition as she had before. She wouldn't be that careless, given what happened the first time.]
[So it's entirely likely that unlucky members of the Keep's populace would run into the turian as he searches.]
[In the end, it turns up nothing.]
[And Garrus finds himself at the bar in the tower -- the place everything started, ironically enough.]
[The writing is short, curt, and hastily scrawled in the journal before he shoves it aside.]
Commander Shepard is MIA.
Send word if seen.
[After a thought, he scratches out the last part. False hope never helped anything.]
[This is not exactly unusual for someone coming from his circumstances, but, the reason is -- if not abnormal then, entirely unwelcome. And far too familiar.]
[For the second time in his life, he's woken up to find his commander, the woman he not only owes his life to, but that he idolizes, that he loves... is gone.]
[Needless to say, the entire keep has been scoured from top to bottom. The lakeshore. The forest trails they'd taken together, looking for deer. Everything he could access, he did. But her armor was gone. Her weapons. There'd been no note, nothing saying she'd gone out on an expedition as she had before. She wouldn't be that careless, given what happened the first time.]
[So it's entirely likely that unlucky members of the Keep's populace would run into the turian as he searches.]
[In the end, it turns up nothing.]
[And Garrus finds himself at the bar in the tower -- the place everything started, ironically enough.]
[The writing is short, curt, and hastily scrawled in the journal before he shoves it aside.]
Commander Shepard is MIA.
[After a thought, he scratches out the last part. False hope never helped anything.]
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ii'll mii22 her.
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Yeah.
Sure.
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Her scent trail disappears.
[It isn't anything but confirmation of what Garrus likely already knows, but... Derek'd tried.]
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I have enhanced senses. I can track people.
But I couldn't find her.
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Maybe she doesn't want to be found?
[Now he's just... he doesn't even know what he's doing.]
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[Yeah, Derek has no idea what he's doing, either.]
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[Deluding himself? Maybe. Or maybe he's just trying to make this make sense.]
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[It's fairly obvious from his tone that he doesn't believe that. But Derek's just lost someone, too, so he's not going to call anyone on wanting to stay in denial.]
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... Thanks.
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[There's a moment, where he considers saying something, maybe 'I'll miss her,' maybe 'sorry,' maybe something with more curse words, but he doesn't. They won't do any good.]
I'll let you know if I pick it up again.
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[Doubtful as she is, Grapple proposed to be an ally of Garrus, and so she's going to look.]
If she's here, we'll find her.
[She knows exactly how he feels.]
Let me know if you need anything.
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[He's not optimistic. Disappearing like this? It just isn't like her.]
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[Someone's been stalking the everything.]
I know her face well enough for ID.
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All right. Keep... me posted.
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So you know she went in a didn't come out?
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She wouldn't up and vanish. Not her style.
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[And she would have.]
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> red hair, short
> armored - armor marked with N7 logo on chestplate and red stripe up the arm and shoulder.
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If she's here we'll find her.
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If.
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Just taking a moment to wallow in the worst outcome before I head out looking again.
[He won't quit until he's absolutely sure she's gone.]
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Then I'll get back on my feet.
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But thanks.
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[She would offer a target that can fight back, but today isn't really Nel's day for presenting herself to strangers in that manner.]
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appreciate that.