Corrupted: Chapter 3
Humanity's golden boy and the princess of the migrant fleet have a very sweet relationship. it's practically right out of a vid! a certain tattooed convict plans on changing it into something more... tawdry. using depravity. and sex. tali/m!
Corrupted: Chapter 2
Humanity's golden boy and the princess of the migrant fleet have a very sweet relationship. it's practically right out of a vid! a certain tattooed convict plans on changing it into something more... tawdry. using depravity. and sex. tali/m!
Corrupted: Chapter 1
Humanity's golden boy and the princess of the migrant fleet have a very sweet relationship. it's practically right out of a vid! a certain tattooed convict plans on changing it into something more... tawdry. using depravity. and sex. tali/m!
Midline Shift 39 - Journey to Oma Ker
"see, that right there, that is exactly why i left the migrant fleet...even if they don't know it yet. not like any of them'll miss me.
Freelancers, Chapter Eleven
Quarians must leave the migrant fleet and return with something of value before they're considered fully adult." "so that's your excuse for slumming around, living on the charity of others, and stealing--" "what?
Red Twilight: the avatar Awakend Chapter 5
migrant workers couldn't count on everyone that fallows them to speck the same dialect. so, pictographs, use symbols off of maps to describe the area and images that are (or where) common place.
Mass Effect: Partners
This started as just a means to send a little bit more money back to the migrant fleet. but yaanu'het nar foweet took a liking to the work. every chance for contact was a new adventure for her.
Freelancers, Chapter 22
_if i could find one of those depositories, and if there's something the migrant fleet could use, i could finally complete my pilgrimage. then i could finish out my indentutech contract without that added pressure.
Last Days of the VSC Steadfast [Mini-Fic]
The 'event' turned out to be a migrant field of asteroids - careening headlong into the path of the _steadfast_.
The Prince and the Beg: Chapter One
We turks were all wolves back then; even after we were no longer migrants in competition with the mongol horses. now, as you know, turks are of all sorts of shape, size and fur.
A Burning Chill
If only the weather in the stories had been a little more temperate, perhaps the migrants would be enjoying this beautiful day on the shore instead of spending every day romping through icy banks to keep from overheating.
Taste Summer
A migrant family attempts to make it through the rockies in search of work. one draft, written linearly. as always i recommend reading this fixed-width. _'so i'll go, yes i'll go. yes i'll go, yes i'll go. oh baby i'll go...'