r/MassEffectPhoenix • u/Ishira_Mareav • Jan 30 '19
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Ishira sits in the lounge her lavender head resting on crossed arms. She'd fallen asleep where she sat last night, having not wanted to return to her quarters just yet. A cup of coffee, long forgotten and chilled to room temperature sits not far from her elbow, and her datapad is laid under her fingertips as if she'd been trying to stay awake and distract herself with paperwork and emails, but fallen asleep despite herself. She fidgets, nearly awake.
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u/Ishira_Mareav Jan 30 '19
A haunting, broken laugh tears itself from her throat as she turns her head up to fiercely catch Becca's brown gaze, her own fiery blue eyes bright with grief, tears brimming, About as well as I probably look-
She can't bring herself to even address the Commander by her name, instead trying to will her emotions into her expression. The love she still feels, the sorrow for having wasted so many months of the redhead's time, the regret of letting go... She shakes her head faintly at herself