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[One might have this question in mind -- how has she gone this long without actually speaking up on the steamgear network? Well, between her trying to sift around for clues to where the hell she is and her attempts to figure out what she's going to do from here, she's been rather...stumped probably isn't the right word. No, far from it. Pissed? On the scale of 'nothing she can't handle' to 'explosively mad' she'd be somewhere in between, leaning towards 'halfway to frustrated'. She's more patient than that. Not to mention, it wouldn't be the first time she's taken a serious detour like this. It still left her with a huge problem, though. She still had the Reapers to deal with, damnit; she couldn't afford to be stuck here when she had that particular loose end. She was, at that point in time, the only one who could take the threat head-on and survive. Why would she be pried out of her home galaxy and placed in a world like this one when her galaxy still needs her, even if she's not exactly the most liked due to her perceived betrayal?
It's with that in mind that, after taking a brief moment of her time to figure out how the steamgear actually works, that she makes an audio feed--though it doesn't come with the sound of a couple of thwacks here and there. Stupid thing...]
--not be faulty. Last thing I need is something that won't even work while my omni-tool isn't even in working shape...
Oh, finally. About time. This is Commander Shepard of the Normandy -- if anyone could shed some light on why I got sucked all the way out into the middle of nowhere without my ship, I'd appreciate it. Being stuck in the dark? Not exactly the way I want things to be.
By the way, whoever's responsible for bringing us here needs to at least leave us a place to stay. Would do us a whole lot of good, you know.
That's all for now.
[And the feed cuts.]
It's with that in mind that, after taking a brief moment of her time to figure out how the steamgear actually works, that she makes an audio feed--though it doesn't come with the sound of a couple of thwacks here and there. Stupid thing...]
--not be faulty. Last thing I need is something that won't even work while my omni-tool isn't even in working shape...
Oh, finally. About time. This is Commander Shepard of the Normandy -- if anyone could shed some light on why I got sucked all the way out into the middle of nowhere without my ship, I'd appreciate it. Being stuck in the dark? Not exactly the way I want things to be.
By the way, whoever's responsible for bringing us here needs to at least leave us a place to stay. Would do us a whole lot of good, you know.
That's all for now.
[And the feed cuts.]