[Garrus' voice wavers with distraction and the steady rhythm of subtle movement as he trots on ahead. Even with his plated feet and heavy armor, the rafters barely creak with each well practiced movement.]
[A clear heading makes room for a thin underlying layer of relief, too]
Never really fought them myself until now, but my CO's tangled with them before. Nasty sons of bitches. Some kind of Cerberus experiment gone wrong. Biotics, huge, but good at keeping quiet until they have you where they want you. They like to suck you dry and replace your DNA with theirs, or something along those lines.
[There's the briefest lull of silence as he rests his gun against a handhold. A visor is good for the immediate area, and technology is a wonderful gift that makes killing all the more easier, and without the hassle of an unfortunate ambush.]
[But nothing beats a good, old fashioned combination of instinct and a manual scope.]
Anyway, whatever they do, you either wind up as one of them, or a smear along the ground. If you hear any whispers, you know they're close by.
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[Garrus' voice wavers with distraction and the steady rhythm of subtle movement as he trots on ahead. Even with his plated feet and heavy armor, the rafters barely creak with each well practiced movement.]
[A clear heading makes room for a thin underlying layer of relief, too]
Never really fought them myself until now, but my CO's tangled with them before. Nasty sons of bitches. Some kind of Cerberus experiment gone wrong. Biotics, huge, but good at keeping quiet until they have you where they want you. They like to suck you dry and replace your DNA with theirs, or something along those lines.
[There's the briefest lull of silence as he rests his gun against a handhold. A visor is good for the immediate area, and technology is a wonderful gift that makes killing all the more easier, and without the hassle of an unfortunate ambush.]
[But nothing beats a good, old fashioned combination of instinct and a manual scope.]
Anyway, whatever they do, you either wind up as one of them, or a smear along the ground. If you hear any whispers, you know they're close by.
And it goes without saying, but don't follow 'em.