In which Garrus makes a disturbing and embarrassing discovery while sifting through data recovered from Saren’s base on Virmire.
Teardrop is actually anything but new. It’s one of my oldest Saren/Nihlus stories, written shortly after The Candidate and initially posted on Mass Effect Kink Meme in reply to some long forgotten prompt. It’s also one of my not-so-many Saren/Nihlus stories that feature an explicit sex scene between them. Heed the content warning.
I gave it a well-deserved revamp now, with changes both to overall tone (to make it a little less emo) and specific character actions (to clarify the nature of the power exchange). While I wouldn’t call it an outright rewrite (probably less than 1/4 of all the words has changed), this is a new and, hopefully, improved version. Enjoy!
Garrus was getting restless. Frustrated, even. He had gone through another long, completely useless transcript from a staff meeting of Saren’s Virmire science team. They had salvaged only scraps of the vast amounts of data stored in the building-sized servers in the base: as much as they could take on their omni-tools and what Tali managed to upload directly to the Normandy. Mostly it was rubbish, but someone had to go through it and make sure there weren’t any gems of usable intel among the piles of files regarding various mundane details of running such a massive operation.
This is the third post in the series where I critique the beginnings of my own stories, written long ago, and try to make them better. Here are the first and second posts. Today I’ll look at one of my favorite flawed creations, The Candidate.
Mind-blown by this beautiful piece of art, I reblogged it on Tumblr and retweeted it on Twitter and posted in on Facebook and drowned the author, Sixtus/Gladius, with repeated outpourings of praise and glee. But I still have more!