[What she'd meant to say was "roger that" or some similar, automatic response. But what came out instead was closer to what she'd meant. Gotta keep a lid on that one, shielding or no.
Still, it's not five minutes hence that she showed up in the 'rec room' as they were calling it, scanning all corners for damon's presence, even if she doesn't yet know his face.]
( damon's presence will be easy to detect — he's sitting right in front of the door, watching it, waiting for shepard to come in. he wants to keep shepard out of his head as much as possible, and if he'd hidden, she'd resort to feeling him out with the link. seemed easy enough to just be where he was expected to be. )
Stay out of my head.
( it's easier said than done, he knows, so the demand has no particular bite. he doesn't care about being rude, he just wants shepard to be aware: she is not welcome in his thoughts. no one is. allowances will be made where they must, but in all other cases, contact him in person or not at all. )
[Shepard stops when she sees him, hip cocked and arms folded an an affect of listening that somehow manages to be sarcastic, without words. Oh, you sweet summer child, you think you have a choice?]
Would if I could. [The honest truth, that. There is a sense that Shepard would happily kill for the privilege of staying out of people's heads. Perhaps even that she has done so in the past.] You got a radio on you? Omni-tool? Mail access? No?
( he's aware that neither of them really have a choice, but more of an effort could be made, surely. )
Did you need something? Or are you just here to bother me? ( he doesn't have much room to talk when it comes to sarcastic, shitty replies designed to needle people, but that doesn't mean he won't talk. it just means he's a hypocrite — something he's never much minded, anyway. )
[Stationtime is downtime, for a lot of these folks. Shepard doesn't think she'll be seeing Damon pumping iron or cramming library books anytime soon. But then, she could be wrong; she's only just met him.
Call it a gut feeling, though.]
But hey, if you want the people who have access to your inner self to keep being strangers, say so. Because I might just be a stupid human, but I think you and I should probably get to know one another. Before it becomes a life-or-death necessity, maybe?
( as far as damon's concerned, station time is all there is. he's still getting his bearings here, and while he's seen evidence that other people have been on the station before the current crop, he's seen nothing to suggest they've ever left the station. maybe that hangar is just for show. )
Easier to keep you out if I don't know you, ( he says with a tight smile, though he doesn't really know if that's true. he doesn't know shit about shit here and he knows it, but he's hardly about to admit to the gap in his knowledge. )
When I keep calling you a stupid human, remember that you said it first.
( that she's pegged him as not-human already would be frustrating enough on its own, but combined with someone he finds so deeply intolerable already, in a situation he never asked for and with questions that still haven't been answered... nothing about this is damon's idea of a good time. )
What would you like to know, stupid human? Oh, I know. I'm a Gemini, I like long walks on the beach, and my favourite colour is red.
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[What she'd meant to say was "roger that" or some similar, automatic response. But what came out instead was closer to what she'd meant. Gotta keep a lid on that one, shielding or no.
Still, it's not five minutes hence that she showed up in the 'rec room' as they were calling it, scanning all corners for damon's presence, even if she doesn't yet know his face.]
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Stay out of my head.
( it's easier said than done, he knows, so the demand has no particular bite. he doesn't care about being rude, he just wants shepard to be aware: she is not welcome in his thoughts. no one is. allowances will be made where they must, but in all other cases, contact him in person or not at all. )
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Would if I could. [The honest truth, that. There is a sense that Shepard would happily kill for the privilege of staying out of people's heads. Perhaps even that she has done so in the past.] You got a radio on you? Omni-tool? Mail access? No?
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Did you need something? Or are you just here to bother me? ( he doesn't have much room to talk when it comes to sarcastic, shitty replies designed to needle people, but that doesn't mean he won't talk. it just means he's a hypocrite — something he's never much minded, anyway. )
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[Stationtime is downtime, for a lot of these folks. Shepard doesn't think she'll be seeing Damon pumping iron or cramming library books anytime soon. But then, she could be wrong; she's only just met him.
Call it a gut feeling, though.]
But hey, if you want the people who have access to your inner self to keep being strangers, say so. Because I might just be a stupid human, but I think you and I should probably get to know one another. Before it becomes a life-or-death necessity, maybe?
[Snide sarcasm is an art-form.]
Your call.
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Easier to keep you out if I don't know you, ( he says with a tight smile, though he doesn't really know if that's true. he doesn't know shit about shit here and he knows it, but he's hardly about to admit to the gap in his knowledge. )
When I keep calling you a stupid human, remember that you said it first.
( that she's pegged him as not-human already would be frustrating enough on its own, but combined with someone he finds so deeply intolerable already, in a situation he never asked for and with questions that still haven't been answered... nothing about this is damon's idea of a good time. )
What would you like to know, stupid human? Oh, I know. I'm a Gemini, I like long walks on the beach, and my favourite colour is red.
( it's possible he's not taking this seriously. )