Soldato
You're a marketing departments wet dream
Shepard living up to his status as an underwear model.
Shepard. I was just waxin' goddam nostalgic.
There was this one time I was sent to the outer rims of the Terminus Systems to hunt down some high-class smuggler, or thief. Whatever. Doesn't matter. What matters is that I eventually found him on a beach resort on some planet that's balls knows where.
So I get to the resort and camouflage myself as one of the tiki dancers, putting on a spotted leotard and dancing with the other human girls for the git. I tell you, it's hard to hide an assault rifle in a leotard, but Jessie found a way.
Suddenly, the **** hits the fan. The target looks at us after we dance and starts screaming! At first I thought my cover was blown, but it turns out that the girls weren't girls at all, but Krogan warlords wearing leotards. Imagine the look on my ****ing face.
So me and Jessie had to fight our way out of that goddam mess. I managed to take out the Krogans, however, and the target came up to me asking for my name and phone number, calling me the most sexy girl he'd ever seen. Right then and there I tore off my leotard, and he realised I was a fully grown man. The shock on his face was priceless, especially since I got to savour it when I shot him right between the eyes.
Got paid a nice sum for the kill, but a good mission like that would have been reward enough for me. Still took the money, though.
I should let you go. Talk more later Shepard.
Shepard living up to his status as an underwear model.
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