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Post by asari_promiscuity on May 30, 2015 15:31:14 GMT
Ana was unconscious, so Daia was at a loose end for a couple of days. It was nothing to worry about - not that that entirely stopped her worrying - simply the first recovery phase from Ana’s operation, the last (if all went well) on the road to restoring her sight. For months the quarian had been adjusting to her new visual inputs, ‘seeing’ her suit’s sensory data instead of feeling it, but those were microscopic nano-systems, able to be implanted in a relatively routine procedure and left to construct themselves under careful supervision. Eyes were simply bigger, and installing the necessary cybernetics and biosynthetic support mechanisms was quite a piece of work for any surgeon, never mind repairing the last of the damaged tissue left over from the original injury, and all the while placating the hair-trigger immune response. All the credits - and favours called in - to secure one of Huerta Memorials top-of-the-line theatres, and the services of one Lio’Nira vas Rannoch and his team, seemed worthwhile though, as the procedure has gone smoothly. Now Ana had been moved to the Primarch Caninius Hospital, where she was being kept sedated while Lio’Nira’s custom-built regeneration modules made sure everything settled down into working order, under the care of one of the doctor’s assistants, a geth who had assured Daia he would watch over her constantly for all of the fifty hours until she would be brought around. Obedient to Ana’s pre-operation insistence that she not just sit around at the bedside pointlessly ("-because after waiting this long to see you again, you'd better not be looking tired with your dress all creased-") - and with her omni-tool in constant contact with the suite - Daia had looked for things to do to pass the time. At present, she had just finished enjoying a sandwich from a salarian-run café in a section of the Commons that had been near-totally rebuilt after the war, and was thus new to her, and was leafing through a book she had picked up at a curiosity shop that morning. She was conscious of getting the occasional glance from bypassers, which might have been due to the book being hard copy rather than an electronic pad - easy enough to fabricate, but so few people bothered that they were rare - or that she was wearing an Indigo Shade jacket, which the wardrobe people at ExtranetPlayground had presented to her as a gift after filming on the latest Indigo, and had the logo in eye-catching neon pink on the back. She remained absorbed in her book, however.
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glowytherapist
Adventurer
Name: Unpronouncable
Race: Collector
Occupation: Therapist
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Post by glowytherapist on May 31, 2015 3:07:33 GMT
A figure in a dirty cloak and hood approached her. It wasn't an uncommon sight on the citadel, pilgrims of obscure religions or duct rats with no where to go often dressed in very primitive attire. What was odd was the strange Echo in the figures voice as he spoke, "I'm sorry... But have we met? I feel embarassed to ask but your face seems so familiar..."
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Jun 1, 2015 2:17:58 GMT
Daia looked up, surprised for a moment - the voice wasn’t a kind she had heard before. But her nature quickly reasserted itself, with a smile.
“No need for embarrassment - take a seat?” she suggested. “I’m Daia. Normally I’m on Illium, so if you’ve travelled there any time in the last eighty years or so...? But I’ve dropped by the Citadel plenty of times too.” Privately she imagined she would remember the individual quite clearly - unless the voice was a new addition, a synthetic vocaliser perhaps? The Presidium’s ‘daytime’ was transitioning into evening, with the artificial sky glowing the burnished bronze light of sunset. A pleasant atmosphere to be sure, but with asari eyes more suited to the blue end of the spectrum it made it difficult for her to make out the shadowy details of the face within the hood.
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glowytherapist
Adventurer
Name: Unpronouncable
Race: Collector
Occupation: Therapist
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Post by glowytherapist on Jun 2, 2015 2:59:14 GMT
He nodded and sat. "If we had met we would both remmember each other. Perhaps you have appeared in the news or a movie?"
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Jun 2, 2015 4:07:37 GMT
“I don’t think I’ve ever made the news,” Daia grinned. “I have been in a handful of adult films though - not starring for the most part, but perhaps I’ve popped up on a trailer or a poster for a moment here and there. What might it have been... the Citadel XXX trilogy perhaps? Those got advertised quite widely - I was the Justicar.” She giggled at the thought. “Dual-wielding shotguns. Which, for the record, I know is impossible to actually do, it just looked good.”
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glowytherapist
Adventurer
Name: Unpronouncable
Race: Collector
Occupation: Therapist
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Post by glowytherapist on Jun 2, 2015 11:39:31 GMT
He nodded slowly, "Of course. Those were.... Interesting. I had no idea Justicars were allowed to lead such... Loose lives." With the strange tone, it was hard to tell if this was sarcasm of not.
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Jun 3, 2015 2:30:30 GMT
“Oh you saw them?” Daia beamed, the nodded at the observation, evidently taking it at face value. “I’m sure they don’t - from all I’ve learned Justicars prefer to lead very ascetic lives. Although there’s nothing in the Code that would outright forbid sexual liaisons. I did my homework reading all the sutras when I took the role, I didn’t want to do anything disrespectful to the Order.” She chuckled wryly. “I doubt Justicars while away their time watching films anyway - or much care what anyone might say about them - but still.”
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glowytherapist
Adventurer
Name: Unpronouncable
Race: Collector
Occupation: Therapist
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Post by glowytherapist on Jun 3, 2015 20:00:51 GMT
"Forgive my ignorance of your culture, but was the Justicar you played well known? She seemed to be rather unique in her approach to conflicts."
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Jun 4, 2015 3:58:50 GMT
“Oh, no, she’s not based on a real Justicar,” Daia shook her head, smiling. “There was a Justicar in Shepard’s Spectre team - the real Shepard, I mean - but ‘Amora’ wasn’t based on her, except as inspiration for her being part of the story. The battlegear was genuine, they based it on file video of a Justicar from a few hundred years ago - Seyra, I think? Active during Farrix. Not a lot of people believe the costume was authentic,” she chuckled. “No, I doubt Amora’s approach would work so well in reality. Pity - it’d be a nice galaxy if love really was always the answer.”
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glowytherapist
Adventurer
Name: Unpronouncable
Race: Collector
Occupation: Therapist
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Post by glowytherapist on Jun 7, 2015 2:40:14 GMT
"I am confused. Was your role as the Justicar added into the events? Admittedly the video was low-quality for a historical documentary but I had assumed the credibility was intact..."
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Jun 7, 2015 18:18:55 GMT
“Docu...? Oh, no,” Daia shook her head, flashing a smile in the hope her momentary confusion wouldn’t be seen as unkind. “No, the film wasn’t intended to be... accurate, in the historical sense. Based on true events, in a very broad sense, but ultimately, well, fictional, in a great many details. Almost all details, really.”
She shrugged, hoping not to have embarrassed her guest too much - her curiosity was mounting, but he wouldn’t be the first she had met to have had sheltered impressions of aspects of culture the broader galaxy took for granted. Her mother’s geth friend, the aptly-named Curiosity, she reflected, for an example.
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glowytherapist
Adventurer
Name: Unpronouncable
Race: Collector
Occupation: Therapist
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Post by glowytherapist on Jun 9, 2015 23:33:06 GMT
"If it was only losely based on reality then why was there such an abundance of double entendre and sexual intercourse? Also, why did you act with a hangover in the fifth scene of the second act? "
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Jun 10, 2015 4:08:29 GMT
“Ah, I know the scene you mean,” Daia said, with a wry grin. “Yeah, what happened there was the director wanted Amora to be in shock from the battle with the banshees that preceded that scene - that they’d shaken her in a way even her Justicar training couldn’t handle. They had that effect,” she added, more soberly. “Something about them... I never saw any, but I’ve spoken with huntresses who did.”
She shook her head, seeming to shake off the sombre thought.
“It didn’t seem implausible even a Justicar like Amora would struggle to keep her equilibrium. But, I’m not really a dramatic performer, so that kind of acting was a bit out of my range - ‘emotionally compromised’ came off a little more like ‘tipsy’ than we’d intended. Embarrassing, but there you go,” she shrugged, “that’s why stars like Seysa and Melody get the starring roles, they can do the sex performance and the heavy-duty acting. But ultimately it’s erotica, that’s what we’re there to do. Uh, hence all the sex, yeah,” she nodded. “I doubt real Spectre teams spend that much time romancing one another. Although it’d be nice to think they have some good times,” she mused. “The double entendres, they just kind of... go with the territory. I don’t really find erotica works when it’s completely serious, even in a dramatic storyline - there have to be lighter moments.”
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glowytherapist
Adventurer
Name: Unpronouncable
Race: Collector
Occupation: Therapist
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Post by glowytherapist on Jun 12, 2015 0:31:21 GMT
"Erotica...." He seemed to contemplate the word. "You mean to tell me the entire film was for the purpose of watching others partake in sexual intercourse? That would explain the synthetics dressed as synthetics but.... Why would anyone pay money to watch another copulate? No one in the film seemed to enjoy themselves.... Except for the krogan. Nymphomaniac with a repressed Turian fetish, classic closet submissive. He hated the rape scene by the way."
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Post by asari_promiscuity on Jun 12, 2015 1:04:05 GMT
“The krogan - Idrix? There’s nothing ‘closet’ about him, take my word for it” Daia frowned in thought. “I wonder if you might have misinterpreted the content perhaps? There was certainly no rape scene, that sort of thing would never have a place in a mainstream adventure, not the kind Citadel was - it’d trivialise the act, it’s just not done.” She paused. “Well, in genre pieces - where it’s handled appropriately, in context. And solely as an exploration of fantasy, of course. Anyway, not in CX3.” She wondered what in the film might have given that impression - the krogan had only been in one sequence, and she'd thought Melody's enjoyment of it had been quite obvious. But then, if ‘erotica’ was an unfamiliar concept to her guest’s point of view, who knew?
“You haven’t encountered pornography?” she asked, hoping the inquiry didn’t seem confronting. “It’s... rather widespread, as a phenomenon.”
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