[Shepard shows up, alright. She shows up in her BDU, clothing provided by Zephyr, or home, or her own memories of home, the latter seen through the lens of the former. It's nothing like what she's ever worn in his presence before, and with the helmet cradled under her arm, the picture she presents is... very official.
Confident, in a way Shepard could never be except in the trappings of her own people.]
Hey! You want your fucking collateral or not?
[Her options had been to shout obnoxiously, or to simply knock. Other people might say to choose wisely, but Shepard simply decides.]
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Confident, in a way Shepard could never be except in the trappings of her own people.]
Hey! You want your fucking collateral or not?
[Her options had been to shout obnoxiously, or to simply knock. Other people might say to choose wisely, but Shepard simply decides.]