sheps: < frisky (XI.)
Commander Shepard ([personal profile] sheps) wrote in [community profile] paradisalogs2014-02-14 10:14 pm

renagades are red

Who: Anne Boleyn [personal profile] ensorceler and Commander Shepard [personal profile] sheps
What: Waking up in a romantic space room! It's out of this world!
When: Valentine's Day.
Where: Room 504. In the bed.
Rating: G for guns involved. Oh shoot!

Sleep was hard. Sleep had always been hard. Back home, there was always that fear that voices would be calling out to her-- everyone she's lost.

She was surprised there was little of that here. Sure, there was a form she vaguely remembered, a vision in blue, but surely that was a fleeting thought from her subconscious allowing random images to fill her mind, right?

Shepard felt herself shifting in her sleep. The sleep here was deceptively pleasant. There was warmth, a fleeting memory from days long past. It was such a pity it had been ages since she'd had company with her.

Such was the life of a military hero. She would suck in a breath, something willing her to wake up. Fine. A sigh would be heard, moving slowly from her lips, and eyes would slowly open...

to look down the barrel of a gun.

Well, at least that wasn't new.