Hm.

highmaintenancegirlfriend:

Seems to, considering Admiral Anderson allowed her command of the Normandy after the .. attack on Earth. He must trust her enough of course. 

When I was attending university in London, at Oxford, the Alliance was paying my education, though of course, that didn’t cover my personal funds, so I took up a job bartending at a local pub. Made quite a lot of money, experienced many things. Made many bouncer type friends after certain individuals wouldn’t take no for answer when they had too much.

I understand that Admiral Anderson and Shepard have a history. When you have friends in higher ranks you’re always going to be able to get away with more. Add Spectre status to that and it’s no wonder.

I wouldn’t have taken you for a former bartender, I’ll be honest. Must be an interesting talent at parties. Did you enjoy it, at least?

(Source: major-kirrahe)

amasterthief:

major-kirrahe:

Ohthank you! -she sits up some to open the sheet flap more for him to come in, but she loses her balance and ends up tumbling forward. another bout of laughter escapes her- O hhh gez. Major, I’m am mes.  You.. ELt’s have a sleepvoer.

-he suppresses a snort at her tumble, assuming that the laughter meant she was okay, he crawls in awkwardly on his hands and ‘knees’- You’ll be fine in the morning. Have some more of that water. -settles on the ground, having to slouch a little to prevent his horns from scraping against the top- Er, alright. Ancestors, I haven’t been in one of these since I was a child.

Risks | drsolus

Conversation came naturally to Kirrahe. Words were a subject in which he had always excelled, he had always been a talker. So as he went about his day, mentally planning on what he could possibly say to Mordin, it only served to make him more nervous. The doors to his lab had never looked more intimidating, a sheer white wall between him and his doctor.

Apologise first, he thought. But not too quickly. Kirrahe didn’t want Mordin knowing it had weighed on his mind for the past day, the conversation occasionally replayed in his mind. Even in hindsight it was a mess. A jumble of information. A yes and a no, all within a few minutes of each other. He couldn’t leave it at that— could he? He could, but he wouldn’t. His lungs filled with air, a steadying breath before he willingly threw himself at Mordin.

In what was perhaps a cruel twist of fate, the door to the lab opened before Kirrahe could reach it. “Mordin,” he sighed out, his courage abandoning him with his breath. “Are you going somewhere?”

amasterthief:

Ohhhh that’s right. I hcanged the doro code too. -she sinks to the floor and lies on her stomach, laughing- I;ma not gona remeneber that tomrorow.

-she reaches behind her and pulls out a bag of chips, sliding it over to Kirrahe- Got ber insideh erhe tooo~

-he sighs, stooping to look into her fort- I’ll write it down for you. Though I’m sure you can hack it if you do forget. May I join you?

xenoscience-studies:

“Occasional follow-up visits as required,” Mordin said evasively. “Was necessary to…maintain familiarity with situation. Could have left it to others. Didn’t.”

To be honest, he wasn’t sure why he shied away from discussing the mission to find Maelon with Kirrahe. Clearly the major did not know Mordin’s involvement with Shepard’s mission; he believed the professor had been all this time on Omega. It was not mistrust that made him wary; indeed, for all his occasional bombast, Kirrahe was steady, dependable. No, it was something else.

Guilt, perhaps? Consider myself responsible for Maelon’s misguided, idealistic cruelty? Or regret destroying data? Can’t be both. Self-contradictory. And yet…

Perhaps when they reached Tuchanka it would be necessary to reveal all he knew of the situation. But for now, he simply added, “Not a pleasant place to visit. Will prefer context of mission. Less time to think.”

“Right. I read the reports,” he conceded. Kirrahe had always begrudgingly admired Mordin in that respect. Scientists were never required to put themselves in harms way, and yet he did so anyway. Not only that, but he lived to tell about it afterwards. “If there’s any specific intel you think would help make sure to report it. Our scouts only found so much. It appears a lot of the data was wiped a few months ago.” Troubling. They wanted to cover their tracks, but krogan had never been technical experts. There were going to be loose ends, and his team was going to find them. Along with the females.

“No, it’s not,” he sighed. Tuchanka was home to many painful memories for the both of them. “But right now it’s where I have to be. Thank you, by the way, for responding so quickly. I know you didn’t have to join us, but I have the feeling we’ll need you before long.”

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allianceofficer21:

Kaidan looked at her with a smile as he looked at Major Kirrahe it was good to see him. “Yes I know,it’s good to see you too.” He said as he knew that he was good at what he was doing. “Yes, I am, I’m doing well considering the situation and how are you doing. It’s been a long while since we talked last.”

“I don’t think anyone of us can attest to being truly well. I’d be concerned for them if they were.” His lips pulled into a thin smile. “I’ve been promoted. Sur’kesh is safe for the moment. I’d say I’m fine. I’ve had some sleepless nights, but I know that this is likely the best we’ll have it for a while. The Normandy still in top shape? I wasn’t able to catch up when I met the Commander on Sur’kesh. Hopefully next time we meet Cerberus won’t interrupt us.”

(Source: major-kirrahe)