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Right. Finally decided to work that stick out of your ass?

[Adorably fuzzy or not, Fox wasn't exactly in a cooperative mood.]

Mooooore like I had my ass handed to me on that stick.

[he wishes he was exaggerating 8(]

So I heard.

[Fox sighs, relaxing a bit.]

You guys weren't exactly quiet about it.

...Yeah, sorry about that, too.

It wasn't Shepard's fault. She was defending you, and I got in her face about it. Amongst other things.

[Everything is so awkward. WHY IS EVERYTHING SO AWKWARD]

Anyway, like I said before, I just wanted to apologize. There's no excuse for what I said and did. You deserve a slap on the head for getting caught in the first place, but everything else I said wasn't true. None of what happened during the mission was your fault.

You'll have to hit me somewhere else. Doc thinks I've already taken one too many head shots.

[because you are awkward turtle. Fox, on the other hand, isn't feeling awkward at all. In fact, he's reaching for that drink that Garrus so generously purchased for him. He actually drains it pretty quickly.]

I understand why you were angry. Anybody would be. It is true that none of that would have happened if I hadn't been thrown in the pound of all places, but whatever the hell they were up to was way off the charts. I guess they just got tired of trying to interrogate me.

[Fox paused, wiggling his now empty glass at Garrus]

I'm gonna need about five more of these.

Order away. My treat.

[And this is why Garrus can only afford one flower in the future]

You were in a bad way when we found you-- was that from the interrogation?

[And Fox will flag down the bartender to do just that. It's on the Dinosaur's tab 8U]

Mostly, yeah. I didn't get knocked around in the pound too much, just crammed in a little cage. Tell you what though, the purists? They're really interested in you. Not that they know anything about you, I made sure of that.

Y'know, I think they decided to move me after I bit a guy's finger off.

[Fox grimaced and got to work on his second glass. Biting fingers off is gross okay.]

[WOAH WOAH BACK UP]

You bit a guy's finger off?

To be fair, he was having a little too much fun interrogating me. And by interrogating, I mean kicking the snot out of me.

I know you told me to stay out of trouble and all, but at that point I figured it couldn't get much worse from there.

I'm more impressed than anything else.

[had Fox not been drinking root beer schnapps like water he probably would have just shrugged it off, but seeing as he was already through like two glasses and already had like zero alcohol tolerance, he finds this to be the funniest shit ever.

Which means he just chuckles a little bit to himself and orders another drink. 8|]

Impressed? I thought it was pretty gross. But hey, it got 'em off my back for a while.

[ALL THE EASIER TO FORGIVE GARRUS WITH...]

[Actually Garrus can't help but laugh a little too because a) WOOHOO SHOTS and b) Anything that effs up the Purists are fine with him]

Normally I wouldn't condone that kinda behavior, but you did what you had to.

Besides, they roughed you up enough. I'd say you let them off easy.

If I'd had the chance, I would have done a lot more than that.

[See, this is nice. Happy chatting and no angry yelling.]

Anyway, stupid argument aside, I really owe you one. Actually, I owe my life to quite a few people right now.

You don't owe anyone from the Normandy anything, McCloud. And I'm sure everybody else involved would say the same.

Honestly, I'm just glad we made it in time.

Even if you say that, it's not gonna change my mind. I'm really grateful.

But anyway, as for why you called me down here in the first place. I accept your apology, and I'm sorry for losing my cool as well.

If you say so.

[When Fox says that next bit, Garrus goes quiet for a second]

...Honestly? While I wasn't at the time, looking back on it now, I'm glad you did. It means you won't take crap from anybody, no matter who they are, and that's a damn good thing.

Heheh. I can't argue with that. To be honest though, it tended to get me into trouble when I was a kid, especially in the military academy. I guess that's what happens when you're raised by a merc.

Bet they loved you there.

[HMMM. Bonding time? Bonding time.]

Tell me more about your old man.

I had a reputation, I'll say that much.

[sip sip this is the most nummy drink ever]

Hm? Well, he was a mercenary, like I said. Started off in the military actually. After mom passed away, he decided to start up his own freelance team.

How big was the team?

[Garrus leans over onto his crossed arms. He's intrigued, bro!]

It was just three guys, dad and a couple old friends of his from back when he was still enlisted. Dad waited 'til I went off to the academy to invest in a flagship for the team, but before that they just operated from Corneria.

Actually, he never got a chance to use the flagship.

[OH IS HE. well fox is just going to trail off here and sip at that drink again]

But he managed to invest in one before?

[He's trying not to be blunt about the whole YOUR DAD IS DEEEEEAAAAD thing there, but it probably comes off as such anyway]

He took out an 80 year loan on it, had it custom built. It's a great ship.

[it's ok Garrus Fox prefers blunt to beating around the bush like a pansy. Which is kind of what he started doing there himself with the whole ship thing. He scratches the back of his head for a second before continuing.]

Anyway, his team took a job from the military before the flagship was finished. I guess they must have borrowed a military transport or something since they had to go clear across the Lylat system to do the job.

The mission must've been desperate if they allowed a merc band on board a military vessel. Or your dad must've pulled some serious strings.

He had friends in high places, but he also had a really good rep. There weren't too many trustworthy mercenaries back in the Lylat system. The mission was a pretty big deal, some mad scientist that the head of the army had banished to Venom was up to something, they didn't know what. Dad's team was sent out there to investigate. I guess the military was short on resources at the time or something. Never have been a huge fan of them.

Anyway, once they got there, one of dad's own teammates betrayed them. It really... came out of nowhere, nobody was expecting it.

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