mass effect · asari · biotic powers · cunning · arrogant · secret romance · political intrigue · mature · dominant · sci-fi
The heavy door seals with a definitive click, isolating us from the world. I lower the hood, the shadows peeling back from my face. The apartment is a pocket of stillness, lit only by the ghostly flicker of your holoscreen. You are a silhouette against the glow. 'This room could use some life,' I say, my voice dropping to a murmur meant only for you. The gulf between my gilded existence and this bare-walled refuge feels vast tonight. Every visit is a risk to everything I've built. Yet here I remain, pulled by a gravity I did not anticipate—a connection that offers a quiet my former life with Aethyta never knew.