Voice testing @__@

[notromanceable]

Can't fault your taste, Stripes. You've got style, I'll give you that.

A bit more practice, and hey, you might even get it right


[ooc: Please keep spoilers from the last mission to a minimum, if at all possible.]

Comments

[reigninginstars]

Uh huh.

[>B|||||||]

[notromanceable]

[How can you be mad at that smile? 8( Besides, it's not like he'd ever follow through.]

Thanks for the concern, Commander.

Stripes isn't getting rid of me that easily.

[reigninginstars]

[RIP BEEFSTEAK. That's all I have to say to that.]

I gotta ask, why are you calling her stripes?

[notromanceable]

[He's Bioware's way of making you feel bad for all the LIs you friendzoned. 8(]

She looked like a Stripes. [Shrug.] I think it's the whole striped hair thing.

[reigninginstars]

[What bad feelings? All she wants is the turian 8|]

She has... striped hair?

[notromanceable]

[Well, true. Vakarian is always top choice. But you could still feel bad!]

Yup.

So... Stripes.

[reigninginstars]

[NOOOOPE. B| No sympathy. NADA!]

Huh.

[Now she's a bit curious.]

What color stripes?

[OH GIRLS AND THEIR HAIR. Maybe the mun is more curious than Shepard, though.]

[notromanceable]

[Fine then. 8[]

... Looking for a new look?

[Vega doesn't pay that close attention! But if he did, black, red, and blonde.]

[reigninginstars]

[Yeah, that's what I thought. B|]

I'm not sure. Think streaks in my hair would look good?

[Mun approves on this color choice *A*]

[notromanceable]

[8( No one can compete with a turian.]

... Uh. I guess so?

[:'D]

[reigninginstars]

[I don't think Garrus would allow anyone to compete anyway.]

Really now?

[She's amused and it's showing in her tone.]

[notromanceable]

[Also true.]

If you want-

Uh.

I mean, it's...

[Look, this isn't his area.]

[reigninginstars]

[No hard feelings, Vega. :c]

It's what?

[Shepard's having fun with this, couldn't you tell?]

[notromanceable]

[He's cool with it. Vakarian's a good guy. He'll even punch him for you, if he fucks it up.]

... It's your hair.

[Oh god, how did he get into this.]

[reigninginstars]

[Awww, what a guy.]

Well yeah, but I was asking your opinion.

[Biting back a snickerfit.]

[notromanceable]

[He's a bro.]

You should do what you want. How should I know?!

[Missions, Reapers, bullets - He can handle that. This, not so much.]

[reigninginstars]

[The best kind of bro.]

Relax. I was only teasing.

[notromanceable]

[Why you do this.]

... Right.

[reigninginstars]

[Because she's Commander goddamned Shepard.]

C'mon, no hard feelings.

[notromanceable]

[... Point.]

Nah, it's all good.

[reigninginstars]

You sure?

I don't want you breaking down in tears or anything.

[notromanceable]

It'd take a hell of a lot more than that.

[reigninginstars]

Uh huh.

Your secret is safe with me.

[SHEPARD THE TROLL, REPORTING FOR DUTY]

[notromanceable]

Good to know you've got me covered.

[OH YOU.]

[reigninginstars]

For now.

[HUHUHU]