[She's stripped down in front of any number of soldiers and doctors, mechanical every time because the situation required changing or less clothing. It's no different now. Scans aren't picking everything up, which means they need to try a new approach just in case.
Her clothing gets pulled off and folded precisely off to the side just the way her bed gets made precisely every morning. What all Cerberus has done to her body is still an unknown, but Shepard knows herself and her habits. Though normally her habits don't have business edging this close to pleasure. Mordin is a professional. She can be just as professional. After all, he'd already turned her down. The question of how his skin would feel against hers is entirely inappropriate... and lingering despite that.]
They built the ship and consider it an investment, same with me. It follows that they'd want to keep track of as much as they can.
[She walks over and takes a seat, giving him a smile.]
So let's thwart them whenever possible.
[And she knows full well that it's a cause every non-human and several of the humans on board this ship can get behind. The Collectors need to be dealt with, but on her terms. Cerberus shouldn't profit here. She has no objections to her team profiting, though, and maybe whatever tech they've got in her could give Mordin something else to fiddle with as well. That thought widens the smile.]
If you're sure you're ready for me. A few people have said that before.
[She's fond of him, and she teases the people she's fond of.]
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Date: 2014-05-29 12:12 am (UTC)Her clothing gets pulled off and folded precisely off to the side just the way her bed gets made precisely every morning. What all Cerberus has done to her body is still an unknown, but Shepard knows herself and her habits. Though normally her habits don't have business edging this close to pleasure. Mordin is a professional. She can be just as professional. After all, he'd already turned her down. The question of how his skin would feel against hers is entirely inappropriate... and lingering despite that.]
They built the ship and consider it an investment, same with me. It follows that they'd want to keep track of as much as they can.
[She walks over and takes a seat, giving him a smile.]
So let's thwart them whenever possible.
[And she knows full well that it's a cause every non-human and several of the humans on board this ship can get behind. The Collectors need to be dealt with, but on her terms. Cerberus shouldn't profit here. She has no objections to her team profiting, though, and maybe whatever tech they've got in her could give Mordin something else to fiddle with as well. That thought widens the smile.]
If you're sure you're ready for me. A few people have said that before.
[She's fond of him, and she teases the people she's fond of.]