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[spacecancer]

It is good of you to recognize your transgressions. I wouldn't say it's enough. It's far easier to dwell with a guilty conscience than it is to actually right your wrongs— and wrongs the soul makes are not ones you can dismiss.

I do not know you well enough to say you can move beyond your sins. But I wish you strength to do so.


—Ah. We should discuss a home. While I still suggest we avoid this realm of opportunity altogether, I would prefer someplace dry.

{OOC: potential ME3 spoilers in comments)

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[infiltrolling]

Praying for the damned again, Thane?

[spacecancer]

I am no priest, but I would prefer to stay in an untainted mind.

It is good to see you, Shepard.

[infiltrolling]

Yeah. You're not nearly sanctimonious enough to call yourself a man of the cloth.

Saying the feeling is mutual would be a gross understatement, buddy.

[spacecancer]

I respect... as you would say, most men of cloth, but I'm glad you think so.

Have you been well?

[infiltrolling]

I could just be playing favorites.

Can't complain. Well, I can, actually. In great detail. But they tell me whinging is detrimental to the war effort.

[spacecancer]

No one could argue your strength, Shepard. We all deserve some time for solace. I am here to listen, should you need it.

[infiltrolling]

I'll bitch and moan when the war's over. Make it a party.

[spacecancer]

{A short laugh} Of course.

[infiltrolling]

Saving the galaxy with the ultimate goal of getting shitfaced is all par for the course, you see.

[spacecancer]

If you succeed, I doubt any bar would refuse you service.

[fightforthelost]

[Man, don't even start on guilty consciences and all. Renegade Sheploo here has so much shit on his shoulders that it's not even funny, but he brushes it all off for the sake of his crew and saving the galaxy and all. Leaders have a lot on their consciences. That's just how it is.]

A person has to at least believe they can leave their sins and past behind. Otherwise they lose hope.

[reigninginstars]

Anyone is capable of moving past their sins.

[spacecancer]

Yes. {It's a hard weight to put away; the Normandy's one big guiltfest sometimes.} Despite my mistakes, I was given hope.

I have you to thank for that, Shepard.

[spacecancer]

{Thane regards this Shepard— a third one!— for a second, but continues untroubled.} I expected you to believe as much.

[reigninginstars]

Is that a bad thing?

[spacecancer]

Quite the opposite. I doubt you would have recruited half of your crew if you thought otherwise.

[fightforthelost]

[Add all the nightmares he's been having about everyone he's lost and you have one very stressed-out Commander.

But he's a badass and he's pushing through it.]

Then I'd say you get to buy the first round of drinks, but I have you to thank for a lot too. How about we call it even if you promise to get some rest and relaxation?

[spacecancer]

{You can do it, Sheploo!} My disease has not shut me down entirely. Until then, I've sworn to help you.

{...} But should we both live to see the end, I'll buy you your drink of choice. Ryncol, was it?

[fightforthelost]

That's the one, the only drink that can knock a krogan on its ass.

[reigninginstars]

Hey, you know me. I like to give people a chance.

How have you been, Thane?

[spacecancer]

Impressive, but one must wonder how you've survived this long. I trust you have been taking care of yourself?

[spacecancer]

Adjusting. The current circumstances are strange— you are the third Commander Shepard I have spoken to today.

[reigninginstars]

Yeah... so I've seen.

[She still doesn't know how to react to the various Shepard's.]

[spacecancer]

Three separate people, but similar souls. It has been good to speak with you all.

How are you faring?

[fightforthelost]

[That depends on if you're counting the end of ME3.]

About as well as I always have. You?