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[oi_theoi]

Who: Anyone
When: Day 84, Morning
Where: Wherever
What: Mingle!

[At some point during the early hours Eizon's Directory flickered for a several minutes before finally turning to nothing but static. I hope you remembered who gives soap, Thusia. Otherwise, the morning has started off uneventful.]

Comments

[stilcalibrating]

From the sound of it, you weren't completely alone here.

[He'll give her an amused look and cross his arms over his chest.]

I think there's an old saying that even in the bleakest of moments, when you really need a friend, one will appear. I guess that can apply to now.

[cloak_and_sniper]

Turians like their old sayings, huh?

[Gives the lizagon another nudge with her boot then stoops to grab its tail again.]

Come on. Better get this back before it starts to stink.

[stilcalibrating]

After 15,000 years of cultural development, I'd say was have a few of them kicking around.

[Garrus will look at it and then at Shepard.]

I envy your nose sometimes Shepard because that thing already stinks, so you know.

[cloak_and_sniper]

[Chuckles and starts dragging it, but not before bumping him again.]

You get used to it.

[stilcalibrating]

Just be glad you can't smell krogan, or batarians from a distance.

[Garrus will grab part of the lizagon and haul with her. Really, the thing stank but he could only imagine what would happen once it started decomposing.]

[cloak_and_sniper]

[Well, if things get busy he'll get to find that out first-hand!]

I'll keep that in mind, but I'm sure there are things here that could easily rival both.

[stilcalibrating]

I think you've already found something that can rival them.