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[centurian]

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[centurian]

Wait, really? But you're a human, right? Never heard to the Sol System, Earth, all that other fun stuff?

[ but again, different worlds... although one word sticks out to him. ]

I've actually heard of a[ his mandibles flick from side to side as he tries not to laugh. seriously, he's not a fifteen year old anymore, fresh into boot camp. ]

[motivation]

Never heard of it, never been to it, no idea what you're talking about.

[ but he seems -- amused, and dutch crosses her arms, eyebrows rising. ]

thanks dw, for eating my html on the back half of my tag. :'|

[centurian]

Really?

[ that does beg the question... ]

I'm also guessing your "quad" isn't slang for krogan testicles either, is it?

[ not to make things awkward... ]

dw is rude like that

[motivation]

[ it doesn't make things awkward. instead, it makes dutch laugh. ]

No. Do krogans have four testicles? Whatever krogans are.

[centurian]

Yeah. They have duplicates of most of their major organs, which makes them really hard to take down. Some of them even try to get extra implants for them. Think that it makes them more fertile.

[ a pause. ]

Not that I've ever checked, personally.

[ just to clarify things. ]

[motivation]

Sure you haven't.

[ he probably hasn't. she believes him and has no reason not to. hells, she doesn't even know him — but even so, dutch recognises a prime opportunity for teasing when she sees it. ]

[centurian]

No, seriously. Sure, we occasionally had Krogan perps come through when I was an officer, but I was never the one to--

[ and then it hits him. ]

...You're screwing with me, aren't you?

[ too bad he realized it too little too late. ]

[motivation]

[ oh.

oh hells, he's hilarious. her grin grows and grows while he's still talking and when he gets it, it shifts into laughter. ]

Yeah. 'course I am.

[centurian]

Suuure, pick on the new guy...

[ but he doesn't sound too bothered by it. if anything, he's laughing a little himself. after all, he's usually a pretty laid back guy.

most of the time. ]

[motivation]

If the new guy makes it that easy?

[ she's no longer laughing or grinning, but amusement still colours her tone and makes her eyes crinkle at the corners. ]

You bet I will.

[centurian]

Well, I guess I walked right into that didn't I?

[ because really, what did he expect when talking about Krogan Testicles? ]

Don't think you've won just yet though. One day, I'll try to get you back.

[ ...try being the key word here. ]

[motivation]

You can try.

[ since he so nicely already put the key word into his sentence and didn't even announce that he'd get her back for sure, dutch is Not Worried. admittedly: she wouldn't be worried otherwise, either.

yeah, she's going to be smug now. exaggeratedly smug, even. ]

[centurian]

[ he laughs, mandibles fluttering ever so slightly. ]

I'll have you know that I've taken plenty of humans down in my day.

[ never mind that he's not even thirty yet... so "his day" was like... a year or two ago. ]

[motivation]

Have you now?

[ dutch's grin shifts into something less smug. it's sharper instead. amused, too. ]

I'm trembling with fear.

[centurian]

You should be.

Back home, I was famous for my long-range abilities.

[ as for short range... his philosophy was just "hit it as hard as possible" ]

[motivation]

Yeah?

[ her grin doesn't grow any less amused, or any less sharp. ] I'm better short-range, but I've taken down plenty of aliens.

[ hullen, mainly. ]

[centurian]

Really?

[ he's not going to try and sound too awkward. look, he's an equal-opportunity killer. if you're a bad guy, you're going down, whether your a turian or any other alien. ]

What did you do back where you come from?

[motivation]

No one here's ever heard of the RAC, but - I was a killjoy. Reclamation agent.

[ she shrugs. ]

Bounty hunter. [ it's the closest fit that people seem to understand. ] But then an alien invasion happened, so there's that as well.

[centurian]

[ alien invasions... fun. ]

...I'm guessing they weren't as handsome as me.

[ look, if nothing else, his voice is pretty impressive. ]

[motivation]

No one's as handsome as you, chicken boy.

[ dutch fires it back immediately, her tone as amused as her grin is broad. and no, he's never ever getting rid of that nickname ever again. ]

[centurian]

[ a sigh. ]

...I walked into that one.

[ this is clearly the beginning of a beautiful friendship. built on mutual respect and casual space racism. ]

[motivation]

Sure did.

[ she's entirely unapologetic about it, too. ]

[centurian]

[ he can't help but notice she skillfully avoided answering the whole alien question. ]

You're lucky that unlike a good chunk of my species, I happen to have an excellent sense of humour.

[ seriously. there's about 1000 jokes about turians and how uptight they are. ]

[motivation]

[ shooting shit is always easier than talking about serious stuff with a stranger. ]

So you're a special chicken-boy?

[centurian]

[ heh. ]

I guess you could say that.

[ shut up his family is like the 1% don't remind him he's the equivalent of a trust fund baby ]