Solana Vakarian, at your service.

lieutenant-constantine:

He smirked. “It’s not nearly as… questionable as you make it sound, Miss Vakarian. Your brother and one of the Lieutenants on the Normandy just like to pull pranks, is all.”

“Ahem. That was just… An odd way to put it is all.” She shifted a little uncomfortably. “I do apologize for that.” She grins a little, her mandibles flaring.

“What sort of pranks?”

(Source: sol-vakarian)

lieutenant-constantine:

Michael had been out in the galaxy long enough to know Turian facial expressions almost as well as human ones, and he chuckled. “Wouldn’t you like to know? Mostly I’ve just ended up in strange situations with various acquaintances. And appliances.”

She openly gaped at him. “Appliances, Mr. Constantine?”

(Source: sol-vakarian)

lieutenant-constantine:

He chuckled. “Not much. We’re usually too busy killing things. We’ve gone out drinking a few times, though. He can drink me under the damn table any day.” Michael rubbed the back of his neck, awkwardly. “Which has led to more than a few awkward mornings.”

She laughed a little bit. “Killing things? That definitely sounds like my brother.”

She paused for a moment. “What… Do you mean by ‘awkward’ mornings?” she smirked a bit at him, mandibles tilted upwards in a smile.

(Source: sol-vakarian)

lieutenant-constantine:

“I serve with him on the Normandy. He’s a hell of a soldier, and I’m glad to meet any relation of his. I’m.. I’m sorry about Palaven, but I’m sure he’s glad you got out. As for the damage… Not really sure how to describe it.”

“I apologize if that’s a touchy subject.” She rubbed the back of her head and grinned at him widely. “Ohh you serve on the Normandy with Shepard and he?” She waved her hand at him dismissively. “You don’t have to apoligize about Palaven. It’s not like you’re controlling the Reapers that are ravaging it.” She crossed her arms and looked the human over. “You and Garrus talk frequently?”

(Source: sol-vakarian)

lieutenant-constantine:

sol-vakarian:

lieutenant-constantine:

sol-vakarian:

lieutenant-constantine replied to your post: Hey beautiful I don’t believe we’ve met. Lt. Michael Constantine, at your service.

He shrugged. “Just my first impression of you.”

She clears her throat. “I uh… Thank you, I suppose. Did you need me for something?”

He shrugged. “No, sorry, just trying to meet new people. What’s your name?”

She cocks her head to the side slightly, “Solana Vakarian, didn’t I say that before?” She giggles a little.

He chuckled. “Sorry, there was some…” He fingered the white scars on the back of his neck. “…damage when I was a kid. Left my memory all screwy. Would you happen to be related to Garrus Vakarian?”

“Damage? From what?” she put her hand on her hip and chuckled a bit.

“Yes, I would. I take it you know him somehow…?”

You lovely lovely people. I will get to you tonight, and I swear it. I am going to get through my dash, and see the things I missed, (to a point) then I will get on them ASAP.

lieutenant-constantine:

sol-vakarian:

lieutenant-constantine:

sol-vakarian:

lieutenant-constantine:

sol-vakarian:

lieutenant-constantine:

sol-vakarian:

This one welcomes you to my blog. This one sees you are in a similar position to it’s own.

This one apologizes.

This one thanks you, and extends its sympathies. 

This one dislikes the grey-face ‘space magic’, it was a drell yesterday.

This one agrees wholeheartedly, though this one brought his punishment upon himself…

This one does not know what it did to deserve this.

Perhaps these two should find more reputable friends..

This one also agrees with that sentiment. This one does not enjoy being a jelly.

Or having tentacles.

Or the lack of fingers.

lieutenant-constantine:

sol-vakarian:

lieutenant-constantine:

sol-vakarian:

lieutenant-constantine:

sol-vakarian:

This one welcomes you to my blog. This one sees you are in a similar position to it’s own.

This one apologizes.

This one thanks you, and extends its sympathies. 

This one dislikes the grey-face ‘space magic’, it was a drell yesterday.

This one agrees wholeheartedly, though this one brought his punishment upon himself…

This one does not know what it did to deserve this.

Perhaps these two should find more reputable friends..

This one also agrees with that sentiment. This one does not enjoy being a jelly.

lieutenant-constantine:

sol-vakarian:

lieutenant-constantine:

sol-vakarian:

This one welcomes you to my blog. This one sees you are in a similar position to it’s own.

This one apologizes.

This one thanks you, and extends its sympathies. 

This one dislikes the grey-face ‘space magic’, it was a drell yesterday.

This one agrees wholeheartedly, though this one brought his punishment upon himself…

This one does not know what it did to deserve this.

lieutenant-constantine:

sol-vakarian:

This one welcomes you to my blog. This one sees you are in a similar position to it’s own.

This one apologizes.

This one thanks you, and extends its sympathies. 

This one dislikes the grey-face ‘space magic’, it was a drell yesterday.