[Shepard is, perhaps unsurprisingly, not much for beaches.
But she had hope, however foolish, that the Horizon would offer a respite from the chaotic bullshit of the past few days and— Normandy was too familiar. Too much there of work, and too much silence where that work might have been. She wanted air, and space, and whatever else a sunny southern beach might be it had both of those things. She had no idea where it was, or why it was here, or to whom it might belong to, but—
She stops, a line of bootprints behind her, caught out red-handed tresspasser in her blue-grey Alliance BDUs.]
Uh... Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt.
[Beautiful tall woman in a flowing dress on a sunny Mediterranean beach. If she hadn't been having waking nightmares compounded by throbbing headaches all week, she'd have called it a dream. Even so; it's certainly an arresting sight, like a vid come to life.]
I'm Shepard. Is this you're uh... [beach resort? Patch of sand?] island?
The middle - Horizon
But she had hope, however foolish, that the Horizon would offer a respite from the chaotic bullshit of the past few days and— Normandy was too familiar. Too much there of work, and too much silence where that work might have been. She wanted air, and space, and whatever else a sunny southern beach might be it had both of those things. She had no idea where it was, or why it was here, or to whom it might belong to, but—
She stops, a line of bootprints behind her, caught out red-handed tresspasser in her blue-grey Alliance BDUs.]
Uh... Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt.
[Beautiful tall woman in a flowing dress on a sunny Mediterranean beach. If she hadn't been having waking nightmares compounded by throbbing headaches all week, she'd have called it a dream. Even so; it's certainly an arresting sight, like a vid come to life.]
I'm Shepard. Is this you're uh... [beach resort? Patch of sand?] island?
[She's just a soldier, cut her some slack.]