originally posted in:The New Dojo
"Well...haven't gotten any news back from my family...otherwise, I'm...fine. I'm...well, I know how you feel about the whole 'spaceship blowing up and all'." She responds, mostly laying down on the roof, looking up to the sky.
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[i]"Yeah... We lost it all," JT said, bringing his gaze to the street once more. "But we shouldn't dwell on that. You have any plans, shit you wanna do?"[/i]
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"That depends on you, Master. I know someone who could help pull a few strings to get us a new ship..." she replies.
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[i]"Who would that be?"[/i]
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"Who'd you think, Master?" She asks, before quickly disappearing. A few minutes, she made it back up to the roof with a small bottle of vodka, and two shot glasses. "Want some?" She asks.
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[i]"Sure. Don't let me have too much though - You haven't seen me drunk."[/i]
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"Of course." She replies, pouring the vodka into the two shot glasses, passing one of them to JT. "Liara could pull a few strings for us, maybe get the humans and asari out there to help build some new advanced ship with the turians." Shila had explained to JT, as she downed the glass.
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[i]"Shila you genius, I don't know whether I should kiss you or buy you a new grindstone for the sword." JT forgot entirely about Liara's connections and resources, so he felt a little idiotic when he downed his glass [/i]
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"Master that's your decision. I'd take option 1 and 2, but..." she replies, pouring herself a second shot. "Either way, already contacted her on the way here. It'll take a few months, but she'd just wanted me to ask you a few extra questions before she begins the whole construction of the thing."
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[i]"Firstly, remind me to go shopping soon. Secondly, what's she need to know?"[/i]
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"No problem Master. It's just about how you'd want it to be. First...what size do you want your ship? Big, like a dreadnought, small, like a fighter, or something about the size of our old ship?" She asks.
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[i]"I'd say something small for me, you and maybe a few guests. Your thoughts?"[/i]
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"I would say something about our size, but it's your decision, Master." She says, slowly drinking the second glass. "So...she wanted to ask you something about the main guns on the ship. Mentioned some type of Thanix Cannons; could blast through fighters and dread lights, but isn't very good for bombing, then there's normal high-caliber machine guns which'll do well on the ground but not in space." Shila had said.
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[i]"Well Shila, what's your input on this?"[/i]
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"I don't know, Master. It's your ship; I can't exactly decide how our ship is gonna be. All I'm saying is, choose something that you'd think would be good for us." She replies, smiling at him.
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[i]"Hmm... I think the spacecraft guns would be good. Thalix." [/i]
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"Alright..." she responds, downing her second shot and had begun pouring her third. "Liara just wants one more question...what exactly is the name of our ship?" She responds, smiling as she did so,
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[i]"No idea... Memory, maybe?"[/i]
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"She says it's just to think about it. Gonna take a few months though; Shadow Broker duties and all. Heard she's getting the best engineers she can to help build it." Shila replies, nuzzling her head on JT's shoulder.
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[i]"Well, top-tier engineers is always good."[/i]
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"Yeah...so what do you wanna do 'till then?" She asks.
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[i]"I dunno. Normally with a woman I'd be either flirting or in her pants 'round now."[/i]
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"Well, you could still do that; it's a free world, right? Or maybe you feeling like we could do something other than mope around?" Shila replies, drinking her last shot of vodka. "Maybe the two of us cold just...sleep, I guess." She says.
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[i]"...You know what, Shila? Pack your best clothes, we're going to the VR room. I'll show you how we had fun in Cedyetica and at the old Fatherbase." [/i] [spoiler]NOTE: If JT ever talks about a place called Fatherbase, just assume the base in MGSV: Ground Zeroes, with snow in it. It's his old base near a city called Rosskaya, from CP. Just so you ain't super confused. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Gotcha.[/spoiler] "Fatherbase? You use to be part of some type of crew?" Shila asked before leaving.
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[i]"Ran one. The NWH, we were a private militia primarily from Cylak. Truthfully, we were just a bunch o' damn hooligans with a military structure trying to make life better for ourselves." [/i]