Sam had never seen live geth up close before, and she was finding it surprisingly difficult to remember that this wasn't real; as shots started firing in Kaidan's memory, Sam mostly wanted to hide.
Instead she walked briskly through the... simulation?, feeling out the air with her hands in the hopes of encountering something solid that was just camouflaged by the memory right now.
"Nothing yet," she called back, but that was unacceptable. She picked up the pace and began to jog.
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Re: An Aged Door
Date: 2013-04-11 01:57 pm (UTC)Instead she walked briskly through the... simulation?, feeling out the air with her hands in the hopes of encountering something solid that was just camouflaged by the memory right now.
"Nothing yet," she called back, but that was unacceptable. She picked up the pace and began to jog.