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"Well- I uh- ..." He stands there a moment, realizing he was getting schooled on cultures from Shard.

He gets a nosebleed as a result.

And here Glandor is, flailing about after having gotten french kissed. "MMRPH-!" His eyes are widened, his face is red and he has no idea what has just happened. "...I uh-...what?"

"What?" Shard blinked, not understanding the problem with this. "Tibians kiss all the time."

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"...I suppose it depends entirely upon the culture then." Glandor smiles, still a little flustered by the contact.

And here Glandor is, flailing about after having gotten french kissed. "MMRPH-!" His eyes are widened, his face is red and he has no idea what has just happened. "...I uh-...what?"

"What?" Shard blinked, not understanding the problem with this. "Tibians kiss all the time."

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"Er- uh...most assuredly. Yes...they do...though that was a bit passionate for a kiss between friends...it's more for between lovers." He explains, the blush not going away.

And here Glandor is, flailing about after having gotten french kissed. "MMRPH-!" His eyes are widened, his face is red and he has no idea what has just happened. "...I uh-...what?"

"What?" Shard blinked, not understanding the problem with this. "Tibians kiss all the time."

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Well that was the first thing he looked to, telekinetically floating some of the ripped off bits to him...by eye attempting to figure out the weapon or means of attack. It was clear it was some sort of cutting weapon...claws or a knife or something of the sort.

He knew it would not be long until C-sec arrived so he had to move fast. He would be waiting for them but for the most part he kept everything as it was...setting everything back according to memory. He then stood and proceeded to walk about, trying to find people who might have seen what happened.

Jack the Ripper

((Jack the Ripper:Muse has been attacked by something that obviously has no sense of mercy. They are beaten, bloody, and left for dead someplace abandoned. Lasts until someone comes to the rescue… Or finishes the job.))

((Under read more for rather intense description of blood/gore))

((Also, do to lack of specification, I’m choosing the muse I have the most energy for - Tali))

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Glandor proceeded to give the Turian her information, contacting whatever benefactors he could to let them know what had happened, ensuring she could get to a proper hospital. Glandor then proceeded to head back to the scene of the crime to try and do his own investigations before c-sec got there.

He knew full well that they were not likely to investigate this heavily due to the fact she was a Quarian...his gut told him this.

Jack the Ripper

((Jack the Ripper:Muse has been attacked by something that obviously has no sense of mercy. They are beaten, bloody, and left for dead someplace abandoned. Lasts until someone comes to the rescue… Or finishes the job.))

((Under read more for rather intense description of blood/gore))

((Also, do to lack of specification, I’m choosing the muse I have the most energy for - Tali))

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The Turian proceeded to push Glandor away. "Move off, outsider." Glandor knew he most likely didn't mean to be so harsh...or maybe he did. The Anterian crossed his arms as he watched the Turian work quickly. He felt...quite helpless, he was no doctor. But he knew Talis' survival was all with the Turian now. Glandor leaned against the wall...part of him wanted to find who did this, but he knew Tali needed him more.

"..." No matter the outcome...he was going to hunt the perpetrator down.

Jack the Ripper

((Jack the Ripper:Muse has been attacked by something that obviously has no sense of mercy. They are beaten, bloody, and left for dead someplace abandoned. Lasts until someone comes to the rescue… Or finishes the job.))

((Under read more for rather intense description of blood/gore))

((Also, do to lack of specification, I’m choosing the muse I have the most energy for - Tali))

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The Anterian soon came upon the clinic, a Turian doctor turns to them, his eyes widening as he rushes over. Glandor proceeds to put her on a bed. "I don't know how long she's been like this but it's an obvious attack." The Captain says, stepping back. He realizes his clothes are now stained red. The Turian getting to work on her immediately. "We'll do all we can." He says, getting as much medigel as he could possibly scrounge up for her.

Glandor stood out of his way, putting his thumb to her forehead more, trying to help dull the pain...but psychically stimulating her. "Come on, stay alive!" Glandor practically orders. "Your fleet needs you, your ship needs you!"

Jack the Ripper

((Jack the Ripper:Muse has been attacked by something that obviously has no sense of mercy. They are beaten, bloody, and left for dead someplace abandoned. Lasts until someone comes to the rescue… Or finishes the job.))

((Under read more for rather intense description of blood/gore))

((Also, do to lack of specification, I’m choosing the muse I have the most energy for - Tali))

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Glandor then realized he had no time to wait for a doctor. He proceeded to check to see if her neck was broken...picking her up gently, using a telekinetic force to try and keep her head stationary. "Tali, I need you to hold on!" He says, trying to recall where they were in relation to everywhere else. He remembered there was a nearby clinic he could take her to. They probably couldn't give her a complete fix- but they could at least stabilize her.

A telekinetic force propels himself as he runs to said clinic, as fast as he can. He has no intention of losing his first friend in this universe.

Jack the Ripper

((Jack the Ripper:Muse has been attacked by something that obviously has no sense of mercy. They are beaten, bloody, and left for dead someplace abandoned. Lasts until someone comes to the rescue… Or finishes the job.))

((Under read more for rather intense description of blood/gore))

((Also, do to lack of specification, I’m choosing the muse I have the most energy for - Tali))

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And a certain Anterian stumbles upon Tali, his eyes widen as he rushes to her side. "Admiral!" He looks her over shocked at this occurance. "...Who would ever-" He has no idea how to help her at the moment. He attempted to put a thumb on her 'forehead' to try and dull the pain.

"MEDIC! SOMEONE! ANYONE!" He had no idea whether or not it would be a good idea to move her.

Jack the Ripper

((Jack the Ripper:Muse has been attacked by something that obviously has no sense of mercy. They are beaten, bloody, and left for dead someplace abandoned. Lasts until someone comes to the rescue… Or finishes the job.))

((Under read more for rather intense description of blood/gore))

((Also, do to lack of specification, I’m choosing the muse I have the most energy for - Tali))

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"Heh...I'm a little wary entering new places." He says, finising his drink and setting it down...he proceeded to give her some more creds up front. "Time to step it up." He orders a very light alcoholic drink...like lite wine. "So we should probably put it on the latter."

Glandor walks into the bar, looking about curiously. "Huh, a nice place" he then heads to the bar sitting down.

It wasn’t long before the bartender walked over, resting her arm on the counter between them."Welcome to the Snowsong Tavern," she greeted. "Are you here for something alcoholic or non-alcoholic? We serve all kinds of drinks here."

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I am the best at PCs

I fixed mine! c:

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Dead computer

Greetings friends. AS it turns out my PC decided to go and fry...so I am stuck on a desktop with only 200 megs of RAM until I can replace it.

Yep

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Your father’s light saber. This is the weapon of a Jedi Knight. Not as clumsy or random as a blaster; an elegant weapon for a more civilized age. For over a thousand generations, the Jedi Knights were the guardians of peace and justice in the Old Republic. Before the dark times… before the Empire

"It appears as though the laz-blade is not unique to my universe. Perhaps I will learn more about the art of the blade as time goes on."

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"Oh- that...that is quite unfortunate.

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"I'm looking for a cross-universal transportation device...such as a matter bridge or a modified slip-space generator." Glandor starts to say, blinking. "...I'm not sure if such devices exist here. And I have no idea how they work." He explains. He wasn't sure how to describe the things he was looking for. "...Best I can explain...a device that tunnels through sub-space to reach a pre-programmed destination...modified heavily to tunnel through the multi-verse."

Yeah, he feels like he's coming off with crazy talk.

A knock on Liaras' door as the fox-like being proceeds to look around curiously. "Ah- greetings? I hear you are an expert on advanced technologies?" He asks, his stance shows him bent over a little bit, his tail acting as a counter balance. Standard for when an Anterian enters an unknown enviornment with unknown people.

Liara had no idea who this fox-like creature was, and so she was quick to close the door behind her as she exited her quarters. “I’m sorry, but who are you?” The Shadow Broker was weary of all new acquaintances, appearing friendly or not

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Reblog if I can straight up ask you for a RP.

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"I'll talk to her myself, thank you." He says with a smile, bowing lightly. "Though if you wish to come along you're more than welcome to! I just don't want to take up any more of your time." He says, walking toward Liaras' cabin. "I thank you once again!"

"Ah- greetings!" The fox-like being would talk up to the Quarian, looking around. "...I have no idea where I am. Could you please point me in the correct direction to a ship dealer?" He smiles awkwardly.

"Oh, um… Hello. I… Don’t know how you got here without a ship, but…" Tali stepped away from her favorite spot on the Citadel, turning to face this… strange creature. Must be a new species, especially considering most people in the Citadel avoided her, because she was a Quarian. "I would suggest investigating the shuttle bays. While I don’t know if you can get a new ship here, somebody might be selling an old one. Other than that, I don’t know what to tell you."