[And then he trails off, remembering back to something he and Noh-Varr had spoken about. Alternate realities. He knew, for a fact, that Shepard had been with Taylor. There hadn't been something with Thane. He would know. He knew his best friend.
He leapfrogs past her, taking down another goon up ahead. They have visual contact with the base now, and he nods to it.]
Cover me while I get the door open? And talk to me about what you think of the possibility of alternate realities. Because I've got a feeling that might be at play here. You weren't strictly professional with Taylor. Which, you know, might mean that you might not stand on top of a fish tank when being shot at in the future.
Well that's a relief. [Request approved. Shepard moves automatically to cover his line of approach, taking out three mercs between Garrus on the door in quick succession. They've got to get to it before he can do anything with it, but that's what she's here for: a shock troop, there to throw her weight around. She does it now, drawing fire and positioning herself neatly between him and their simulation mercenaries as she squeezes off a barrage of shots.]
Crichton's a fan. That's all I know. [Factually anyway. If she's spinning theories--] But sure. It would explain the timeline discrepancies. And how the CDC is so good at doing things that shouldn't be easy.
[Like, oh, raising the dead and stopping intergalactic wars. It'd explain a few other things too- things like how now that Garrus has said as much, she's thinking maybe Thane didn't know either. Awkward. Depressing, even - a word she thinks of in sterile terms, momentarily too entrenched in gunplay to give it more than an academic assessment.]
Noh's a fan too. He's traveled alternate dimensions, before. Noh-Varr, I mean.
[They're at the door, and Garrus starts to work, finding the pathways that will let him inside. There's something very, very satisfying about hacking. The pieces click into place, the walls fall down, and he moves to the side.]
[The entry room appears clear, but Garrus isn't sure.]
Throwing a flashbang.
[He does so, looking away as it goes off, buying himself a little time to think.]
I was dead. We're in another universe. They've got some sort of teleportation technology all over this ship. There's a lot they've got and they do we don't get yet. Or I don't get it.
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[And then he trails off, remembering back to something he and Noh-Varr had spoken about. Alternate realities. He knew, for a fact, that Shepard had been with Taylor. There hadn't been something with Thane. He would know. He knew his best friend.
He leapfrogs past her, taking down another goon up ahead. They have visual contact with the base now, and he nods to it.]
Cover me while I get the door open? And talk to me about what you think of the possibility of alternate realities. Because I've got a feeling that might be at play here. You weren't strictly professional with Taylor. Which, you know, might mean that you might not stand on top of a fish tank when being shot at in the future.
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Crichton's a fan. That's all I know. [Factually anyway. If she's spinning theories--] But sure. It would explain the timeline discrepancies. And how the CDC is so good at doing things that shouldn't be easy.
[Like, oh, raising the dead and stopping intergalactic wars. It'd explain a few other things too- things like how now that Garrus has said as much, she's thinking maybe Thane didn't know either. Awkward. Depressing, even - a word she thinks of in sterile terms, momentarily too entrenched in gunplay to give it more than an academic assessment.]
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[They're at the door, and Garrus starts to work, finding the pathways that will let him inside. There's something very, very satisfying about hacking. The pieces click into place, the walls fall down, and he moves to the side.]
It's opening. Alternate dimensions doesn't explain everything, though.
[The entry room appears clear, but Garrus isn't sure.]
Throwing a flashbang.
[He does so, looking away as it goes off, buying himself a little time to think.]
I was dead. We're in another universe. They've got some sort of teleportation technology all over this ship. There's a lot they've got and they do we don't get yet. Or I don't get it.