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Voice Test: OTA ๐ฃ๏ธ
1. Rough Ride
[ Trying to outrun pursuers, or in the middle of a gun fight and need an evac STAT? Never fear, Shepard is here!The ramshackle car barrelling towards you screeches into a 180 turn at the last second, almost rolling from the force of the manoeuvre as too-thin tyres lose a little more of themselves to the concrete.
With two loud BANGs, the passenger-side door yields to the kicks of the driver, crashing against the front fender in a shower of glass. ]
Get in!
[ Shepard swivels back into position with a bounce, one hand gripping the wheel and the other on the stick-shift of the ancient car. Her focus snaps back to movement in the wing mirror, body tensed like a coiled spring that's itching to hit the gas. Maybe you know her, maybe you don't, but one thing is very clear: she's trying to save your ass from whatever mess you're in. ]
2. Is This Loss?
[ Index finger thumps against pursed lips as she studies the display, brow furrowed in thought. Maybe it's something you yourself made, put a lot (or very little) effort into. Perhaps you're a fan of the arts, or maybe you're not but know this piece is valuable and are scoping the joint. Whatever your reasons, Shepard turns to look at you with her arms crossed, finger curled back into the fist resting against her chin.
Her bright eyes are piercing, her gaze unnervingly intense. ]
... I don't get it.
[ A small, self-deprecating smile and an unapologetic shrug. She's a soldier, not a critic. ]
3. Choose Your Own Adventure
[Bring it on. (โ อก° อส อก°)โ]
no subject
[ Nothing involving explosions or diplomatic incidents can ever be said to be an empty threat when it's Shepard leveraging them. Both are usually preceded by a lot of gunfire, though, and there isn't usually much in an art gallery that would make for a satisfying explosion. Certainly not the paintings. ]
I'm more surprised at you showing your face here. You gonna tell me this place is funded by Cerberus?
no subject
[ He says, airly, instead of trying to goad her into trying to make those explosions and diplomatic incidents happen.
He didn't necessarily fear for his life, but he'd lived a long time, really. There was a lot of work that went into keeping a shadowy figure like the Illusive Man alive, and he wasn't keen on this being the thing that did him in.
Damn Shepard, for being everywhere when she wasn't welcome. ]
But if I make a generous purchase, it practically will be. Might want to make sure you catch the rest of the artwork on this visit, or I might put it in the contract to bar your entry in the future.
[ A twitch of a smile, there. Is he joking? (He is not joking.) ]
no subject
[ Shepard mockingly holds her hands up, voice flat.
She might be more needled by the flex of his ridiculous wealth if she wasn't keenly aware of how much of that was poured into bringing her back from the dead. Knowing she'll be the most catastrophic investment he ever makes is a small balm to the frustrations of dealing with his and Cerberus's shit. ]
You gonna block me from looking at them on the extranet too?
[ Just wait until he finds out she can download his ape jpgs. ]