the otherwordly meme

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the otherwordly meme

Words are magical things; they can have so many lovely connotations and varied histories.
Words have family trees just like people. They are linked to each other.
Some words are full of flavor and color and describe things you never suspected there were words for.
Words are why we're here.The meme is simple:

1. Post a comment with your muse's name and canon in the subject line.
2. List any preferences you may have ("no shipping," "no smut," etc.), if you decide to leave the next step up to responders.
3. Responders (or original posters, if they so decide), go to the Other-Wordly blog and hit 'Random' until you get a word. Use the word as a prompt to write up an RP scenario. Do this several times, if you like. Mix and match. Have fun with it!
4. Don't stop with a word, though! Words can often have etymologies that are at odds with their current meanings. Words can shift connotations over time. Let your imagination carry you with the words as its wind.

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[savor_last_shot]

"I never really realized that retirement could be quite so... quiet," Garrus replied with a little shrug and a surreptitious little glance back at her. He didn't know how she felt about it, but judging from her tone, probably about the same.

"I guess I'm just used to running around and hoping that we won't die before the week is over," he continued dryly, "I really need that specter of death hanging over my head, you know? There's something motivating about it."

[femshep]

"I know what you mean." At the glance her way, she shifts her weight to her other leg, leaning just enough to be a presence against his arm despite the fact that her own are crossed. "Who'd have thought we'd miss the war?" It's almost amusing, really. They're probably horrible people for it, but Shepard doesn't much care at this point.

[savor_last_shot]

Her presence is a bit reassuring, but he still can't shake the sense of lethargy and ennui that's settled over him.

"Tell me about it. It's.. weird... but that was our life. It was our job. And now... well, I don't know what to with myself anymore. I'm not sure I want to go back to being a beat cop, but..."

He trails off with a shrug.

"...it's just different. That's all."

[femshep]

"We don't have to stay here, y'know." It feels strange to say it after they worked so hard to get here, but it's true. They have options. Not as many as before, maybe, but enough.

[savor_last_shot]

"True," Garrus replies, "I just wish I didn't feel like we were extraneous. War's over; here's your holovid deal."

Garrus shrugs and turns to look down at her, "Not that I want to complain, but if this is all retirement is going to be... well, I want to find something do."

[femshep]

Shepard doesn't reply right away, backing up a couple of steps to drift back toward the bed. She sits, lifting her datapad in gesture to show where exactly this is coming from. "As it turns out, we've only surveyed something like a third of the planets in Citadel Space." Her head tilts just slightly. "How would you like to be the guy who finds the key to getting the relays back up and running?"