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[cmdreffingshepard]

Who: Shepard and YOU!
What: Various wanderings around Baedal. Specific threads for Kincaid's and the Arena.
Where: VARIOUS PLACES.
When: Various times, sukkardi/shundi.
Notes: All CR is welcome! I'll be putting up a couple of open thread starters but if anyone has ideas, just let me know and we'll get something going!
Warnings: Possible violence of the sparring sort in the arena; I'll update if anything else comes up.

Shepard is the kind of person who prefers a somewhat regimented kind of life - so it's no surprise that she quickly falls into a bit of a routine in Baedal. As long as she's not worrying about the basics - food, shelter and clothing - it's a matter of finding her way around and thinking about higher-order things - like keeping in shape.

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[somecalibrations]

Nope. This totally did not qualify as stalking. Even if he kind of, sort of, maybe tailed her. A little.

But Garrus was curious and bored and one thing history had taught him was that Shepard seemed to have a knack for finding the most interesting of situations.

This place was fascinating in that it was so clearly one of those pieces of architecture that read as completely alien to him in design. Armor seemed appropriate in the atmosphere of this place, but the sort you saw in old, classical turian art predating space travel and not the sort of state-of-the-art getup that was still his day-to-day attire; at least as far as wandering the streets was concerned. He wasn't sure if he'd ever feel truly comfortable breaking that habit.

The crowd seemed more than willing to part for him as he pushed his way through, which he did at somewhat of a leisurely pace. He was right that following Shepard had indeed brought him to something interesting, and he was as much curious about exploring and observing the fighting as he was finding her. Eventually, however, he caught sight of her and made his way over.

"Planning on participating?"

[cmdreffingshepard]

Shepard was watching the proceedings carefully, trying to decide how she felt about the whole thing. She wasn't at all surprised when Garrus showed up at her elbow - though, he wouldn't have had to follow her. He knew very well he was always welcome to come along with her when she wandered the city.

Aside from the simple fact that the two of them together were more formidable than each alone, she also did just enjoy his company rather a lot.

"I don't know, yet," she said honestly. Another thing about Garrus - she could just tell him what was on her mind, no need to put on a performance or pretend to feel anything other than what she really felt. "On one hand, it might be good training, to get a feel for some of the skillsets of the more experienced fighters here. On the other hand, I'm not sure I want to condone what's essentially a blood sport."

People watching other people fight for pleasure - for fun. Shepard had a hard time wrapping her head around that concept. It was one thing for children and adolescents to watch schoolyard brawls, but something else entirely for grown-ass adults to cheer while two people beat the crap out of each other.

[somecalibrations]

"Are they fighting to the death?" He continued looking on at the combatants. They were armed, but it didn't necessarily mean one of them wasn't walking away from it.

"If not it's.. heh, well.. nothing we've never seen before."

He, at least, was well acquainted with the idea, but kept in mind what Shepard had told him of the Alliance military. They were all a bit more rigid and reserved when it came to ideas turians thought nothing of. Simply a matter of biology, perhaps. You get enough worked up turians trying to coexist and you ended up with worse than a little blood spilt.

"But I see your point, though I can't say I'm not a little curious, Shepard. I've seen you fight.." He smirked, looking aside at her. "But this is a little different."

[cmdreffingshepard]

"No, I don't think they are," Shepard conceded, watching him as he watched the fight. They may have been dropped here from the same universe, but they were still coming from very different cultures.

Which made it even more ironic that she was still more comfortable talking to Garrus than any of the actual humans she'd met so far in Baedal.

"There is professional boxing, and martial arts, but they don't involve weapons and they're a lot more structured than this." Not that she would know much about those structures - her military training was much more practical than that.

"Plus, I'm not sure how my biotics would work against someone else."

[somecalibrations]

"I wondered about the rule sets. If they try to evenly match the fights. What's comparable to that here? Magic?" Once again, he couldn't help but say the word with some amount of disdain. He'd get over it eventually, but it was still too new and troublesome. He hadn't actually seen it yet in any official capacity, but its presence did make it difficult to work with the CiD as he had been lately. The code would alter it, but not exactly as intended. It was quite annoying. That was enough to keep him snarky about it whenever it came up.

"Maybe they just don't allow you to use particular abilities, considering how even the people in the cohort vary. And that doesn't account for the rest of the city."

[cmdreffingshepard]

Shepard shrugged a little. "I've been told they try to match people up with similar skill sets, but I can't imagine the kind of headache that must be, what with so many people from different universes - or different incarnations of the same universe."

She shoved her hands in her pockets, part of her itching to try her biotics here - somewhere. Another part not sure she should, just yet. She wasn't really worried about her implants - she had enough cybernetics in her body to know that even with the primitive technology here, everything was still operational.

Still, that didn't rule out the possibility of her biotics being more difficult to manage, more tiring, or having other side effects. She would need a more controlled environment than what the Arena afforded, anyway.