voice. at ass o'clock in the morning.

[mindoired]

So this is like an intraship social network, right? People ask questions and crap and... I don't know. Talk. [ there's a pause as the very awkward teen yawns. ] I've got a question for all of you, then. What do you do when you can't sleep?

Back hom-- [ she cuts herself off, rewords that. ] Back on Mindoir, I'd go for a run out in the fields or the woody area not far from the farm. There's nothing like that on a ship, though.

[ shepard misses the open spaces.

there's a moment's pause and then her tone changes from the somewhat embarrassed but mostly exhausted and not caring vibe it had for everything else to something distinctly grumpier. ]

First person to suggest a warm glass of milk is liable to get a boot up their ass, though. I'm not five.

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voice;

[mindoired]

[ oh, hey, a pool might be nice. ]

What kind of work do you do?

voice;

[keelahselai]

Engineering - I'm a quarian, it's what we do.

[Having to introduce herself to Shepard seems kind of weird, but she's not really the Shepard Tali knows anyway.]

The engines here aren't like the ones back home - there's a lot more manual work involved. Way more exhausting.

[mindoired]

Woah, really? I've never met a quarian before. Can you guys really never take your suits off? That would blow.

[ tali, meet insanely curious and not at all diplomatic teen shep. tact, what is this thing you speak of? ]

[keelahselai]

[She scoffs a little, suddenly amused. Teaching alien teenagers about quarians is apparently her new calling now?]

I don't wear mine. I haven't had to for about a year now, since just before I came here. Most of us, though - yeah, we wear them all the time. It's not bad when you don't know any other way, you know? It's just you. It feels like part of your skin.