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Mass Effect Andromeda - Sara Ryder/Harry Carlyle The music pulsed in a steady rhythm, making its way into Harry's ears as he entered the Vortex and took his customary seat at the bar. Dutch made a face but slid a glass containing whiskey and ice before him without being asked. Harry drank long and deep, consuming half of the total volume in one go before leaving the second half so he could sip on it. The club was one of the few places people who worked throughout the Nexus were able to come and relax. Whenever Harry found himself feeling particularly restless, or simply wishing to avoid the solitude of his cramped apartment, he'd head over to

Mass Effect Andromeda - Sara Ryder/Harry Carlyle Harry went straight from the business of informing Dunn of the problem to contacting Sara directly. He sent the message off to the Tempest, before heading back in to work. He'd kept his e-mail short and to the point, telling her merely that it was urgent and that he needed to see her straight away. He felt antsy as he awaited a reply, unable to do much about the developing situation beyond reaching out to Ryder for help. There was nobody else with the capacity to handle it. The entire mess was like a bomb waiting to go off, the only question was how much damage it would deal when it detonated.

Mass Effect Andromeda - Sara Ryder/Harry Carlyle Harry settled the last piece of armor onto Sara's back, checking the seals to make sure it was properly in place. There was a lot of frantic back and forth as the Hyperion's inhabitants ran this way and that, scrambling for makeshift weapons, or just looking for a place to bunker down. The Ark's security system blared an alarm, warning everyone on the ship that they were being boarded. Sara was calm and collected as she focused her attention on checking the phalanx she held, literally theonly gun they'd been able to find. Harry's eyes strayed to the mission locker that held his own armor. It wa

Mass Effect Andromeda - Sara Ryder/Harry Carlyle Harry sighed as he firmly pressed medical binding tape over the bridge of Sara's nose. She was putting on a brave face, but he knew the break must be painful. Scans told him that it had been a clean hit. If she was careful, the cartilage would set nicely, and she wouldn't bear a permanent reminder of the injury, her nose would remain small and smooth and perfect. It was late enough in the evening that the familiar space of the Hyperion's medical bay was only semi-occupied, with just a few sleeping patients and a handful of only the most dedicated technicians still on hand, recording vital stati

Helpless - DRAGON AGE 2 - Sebastian/FemHawke A vase holding white lilies sat on the sideboard. The scent of them followed Sebastian up the staircase. His footsteps felt heavy as his right hand ran up the banister, taking one step at a time. He felt awkward and useless as he approached the doorway, stopping just short of the frame. He'd never seen Hawke's bedchamber before, but it didn't feel like it should. The new found intimacy rang hollow. Moments like this, of loss and pain, left their mark. He stifled his desire to cough as protectiveness pressed in on him, threatening to make him choke. It was too quiet, her gasping breaths the only