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Shepard is not really a big fan of vids. Even as a kid, she didn't really watch them. There were far more interesting things to do on the colony than watching TV. There was so much that was still left unexplored on Mindoir. Military life didn't exactly allow for a lot of down time in front of the television, either.
But with the excitement of Italy behind them now, there's little Shepard wants to do more than veg out somewhere for a few hours somewhere. And that place happens to be the level one rec room.
She would have normally just popped open her communicator and got some reading done, but the television had been left on by whoever was occupying the room last. At first, she left it on just in case they came back, but a half hour later, they had still not returned. She half-listens, half-watches what's on the screen as she thumbs out a book recommendation to Arturia on her communicator.
The television show's about a girl detective with a high school life far more exciting than Shepard could remember having back on Mindoir. The young protagonist was trying to find the person who had murdered her best friend. And she seemed to be doing a good job of it, too; for being so young, she was definitely pretty clever.
Shepard looks up once she's hit the 'Send' button and idly wonders what Garrus would think of the show.
But with the excitement of Italy behind them now, there's little Shepard wants to do more than veg out somewhere for a few hours somewhere. And that place happens to be the level one rec room.
She would have normally just popped open her communicator and got some reading done, but the television had been left on by whoever was occupying the room last. At first, she left it on just in case they came back, but a half hour later, they had still not returned. She half-listens, half-watches what's on the screen as she thumbs out a book recommendation to Arturia on her communicator.
The television show's about a girl detective with a high school life far more exciting than Shepard could remember having back on Mindoir. The young protagonist was trying to find the person who had murdered her best friend. And she seemed to be doing a good job of it, too; for being so young, she was definitely pretty clever.
Shepard looks up once she's hit the 'Send' button and idly wonders what Garrus would think of the show.
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After Zoe had thrown him out of their room and stop bugging her when she was trying to sleep, he wandered the floors, looking for something to do. The mapping he'd been working on should be what kept him busy, but... no. Today he felt like finding company - he'd always been one of the two most sociable out of the crew. And the television room was always worthwhile for a look, though as he entered the show that was on was odd.
"Is that from Earth?" he asked aloud, staring at the screen.
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A beat. "But there seems to be a lot of Earths out there, strange as that is. The Earth I know is pretty damn different from Bashir's. Well, most of it is, anyway."
Shepard shifts her body over to one side of the couch to give Wash ample room to sit if he wants to join her. "Did you go down to Italy?" she asks. "Didn't see you there."
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He looked at her, nodding slowly. "Italy. That's where we were? Yeah, we went down. Had fun." Fresh food, decent alcohol, a chance to actually know where they were going instead of stuck in space, and back in space a few days later. "We wandered about a lot."
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"'We'?" Shepard repeats, setting her communicator down on the arm of the couch. "Who'd you end up going with?"
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"Zoe Washburne," Wash shrugged, glancing at Shepherd. "My wife."
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That had almost proven disastrous.
"It must be nice to have someone here you know. Not that I really dislike anyone here, but it's nice to have something familiar around when everything around you isn't."
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He nodded at her. "Yeah, I'd hate to think what it would be like without her here." From what he'd seen from other people on the station, the majority of them weren't married, so wouldn't know what it was like to be separated from their spouses, but just having someone from home would have made it easier. He was just especially lucky to have Zoe here.
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Not that she could ever imagine herself with kids, let alone someone to have them with.
"You think the ship is going to take us somewhere else?" she asks. "Maybe eventually it'll start dropping us off at home." No one seemed to have been from that particular place; maybe this was just one stop on the rapid transit ride back home for all of them. Maybe no one needed to get off.
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Wash sat back, thinking. "I hope so, but I dunno. I mean, from what I saw, it was pretty much in the past for all of us. Be a bit odd if they drop us off in the past."
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Shepard couldn't imagine what her parents were thinking when they decided to have children after settling on one of humanity's first colonies.
"I wouldn't mind the past, honestly. Wouldn't want to stay there, but I wouldn't mind seeing it for myself, either."
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"We ain't discovered aliens," Wash said. "Space travel... There ain't be much FTL, some to get out to where we are now, but it's too expensive."
He grinned at her. "I'm fascinated by the past, by Earth that Was," he admitted. "Just the fact that people here are from then... amazin'."