IC: Veloc Torv & Thalia T’Lara
Omega
"Do you have a minute?"
Ah shit.
“Uh, sure. But, um, only just a minute now! I, uh…yeah. But not here…I know a spot.” Torv stumbled over the words. He really didn’t want to have a conversation with the Asari…but he couldn’t just brush her off forever. Especially if they had to work together.
Ok, Torv. You can do this, you can…ah fuck, you can’t do this.
Torv walked in silence as they all departed the ship, keeping his distance from the rest of the team. He just wanted to go back to his place and have a drink…but no. He had to get this out of the way.
I gotta know, one way or the other…I guess.
Knox turned back to them and told them all he had a couple more people to pick up, and told them they were free to do whatever they wanted, as long as they didn’t die.
Heh. I wish I could die right now…
“Well, come on Asari.” He beckoned her to follow him over to a bench that overlooked the view of the Omegan ‘skyline’. Two Volus were sitting on the bench, chatting idly.
“Scram, pipsqueaks! You’re on my bench.” He growled, and the two immediately jumped off the bench and waddled off towards the markets. Torv sat down and folded his arms.
“So…what do you want to talk about?” He asked, sounding a little nervous.
Thalia could feel her heart pounding away. She felt as if it would jump out of her chest at any moment. Her body felt as if she was shaking violently, but only on the inside. Her knees felt weak, as if they'd give out at any moment and she'd be laying on the ground. Yet they didn't.
Thalia continued to stand instead of taking a seat next to Torv. She turned to look at the skyline, trying to hide her own nervousness. She didn't want to have this conversation.
Do I really want to know? What if it's some bizarre reason? Or what if I'm wrong, and I seem like a creep?
What if she was wrong? She could always lie and make some excuse, she could say she wanted to have a private time with him. No. She needed to know, no matter the outcome.
You can do this Thalia. He's no different than any other person. Stop acting like a scared child!
She took a deep breath then turned and looked Torv in the eye, a false mask of determination covering her face. "Why do you stare at me and seem so nervous when I'm around?"
“Um…hmm. I…uh…had a run in with an Asari once. Years ago. Ever since then, I guess I’ve been…uh…jumpy…around them. Yeah.” He spluttered, without really thinking.
God dammit you idiot. Even I can smell your bullshit.
Thalia scowled at Torv's response. She knew he was hiding something. She didn't need her intimate knowledge of male actions to know he was trying to cover the truth. She couldn't just come off as angry, she needed to persuade him to tell her.
Her face quickly turned from a scowl to a smile, trying to hold it back. "What a load of shit." She said as she was laughing. "Jumpy, you? Oh come on now Torv, I'm sure a big bad Krogan like you isn't really scared of small and dainty me, are you?"
Torv grunted and got to his feet, walking over towards the railing that was all that prevented anyone from falling to the depths of the station. He grabbed it and looked out, thinking.
Come on, you big idiot. You can do this. You have to know. Damn it.
Torv sighed, turned round and sat back down. He opened his omni tool and flicked through a series of images.
“Let’s hope I haven’t deleted this…” he muttered to himself. No. He hadn’t. He looked at the image for a second, and then turned his wrist around to show Thalia a picture of an Asari that he hoped, no, prayed, she wouldn’t recognise.
Thalia gasped when her eyes fell upon the image that Torv had provided. Had they not been out in the open they would have needed oxygen masks from how much air she sucked in. She felt as if the color all ran from her face. She was in shock.
Why does he have a picture of her? Who the fuck is he? He must be trying to set me up. I'll have to kill him before he has the chance. But I can't let him know that I know.
"Why….why do you have a picture of her?" She asked in a shaky voice, trying to hold herself together.
Oh fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck.
“Well…crap…you see…fuck. This is Velaria. She and I…we used to be together. A very long time ago. Must’ve been…fuck…nearly 200 years ago now. Lost track. I heard you mention her name and…that she was your mom…and, well…” He explained, terribly. He couldn’t finish the thought that had formed in his head.
Thalia felt like the entire station was spinning out of Orbit. Certainly all the color had left her now. She felt dazed and confused, as if she was at the edge of an explosion.
Him and my mother? Together? Like as in together, together? Oh that's a disgusting and disturbing thought.
"And what, you were hoping I could fill you in on her? Put you back in contact with your old flame so you could get a piece of ass? Come on, after nearly 200 years and you're still caught up on her? Mom must have been a freak before I was born if the two of you were knocking boots. But I suppose I can understand, and before you ask, yes my mother is single."
Torv stood up and punched the bench, leaving a Krogan fist sized dent in the metal.
“Still caught up on her?! She ran out on me! Told me one day she wanted to start a family with me. I even did that damn freaky mind thing with her, and then the next day she ran off! Took all the creds I had lying around with her as well. Never said a goddamn word! Trust me, I’m not still caught up on Velaria. Asari-“ he stopped himself before uttering the word ‘bitch’. He was breathing heavily. His blood was screaming for him to tear something apart.
"Torv I'm sorry, I had no idea. My mother she….she can be difficult, trust me I know. Hell I didn't even know my mother had ever had a true relationship with anyone. The last time she and I spoke before I left home we had an argument and she was still stubborn even then."
Thalia stepped next to Torv, reaching down and running her hand over the dent from the Krogan 's fist. "It's funny in a way. Any time I was angry or would blow up, she always said I acted just like a rampaging Krogan. And come to find out she meant you." She turned and looked back at Torv, their eyes meeting and locking. "I promise you, I'm not my mother, and you have no reason to feel nervous around me. I'm sorry she hurt you, but I won't betray you. I'd hug you if I didn't think you'd rip my head off." She said playfully.
Torv’s breathing slowed. His hands relaxed. He even laughed at her last remark.
Nah. No way she’s my kid. Too diplomatic. What was I even worrying about?
“And to think, here I was terrified you were my kid. But nah, you’re way too reasonable.” He said, laughing. “But…how old are you? Just to be safe.”
"I don't know who my father is. Velaria never told me who he was. Even though it seems like everytime I did something that she didn't like she would say that I was just like my father. Every time I asked her she always gave me a different answer. It was always the same four responses, it just all depended on her mood. But to answer your question, I'm 183 years old."
Torv looked at the picture again…and then checked the date it was uploaded. It was the last picture he had taken of her. Just a few weeks before she left.
And it was dated 183 years ago.
“Well…shit.” He muttered, and then turned the info showing the date to her.
Thalia looked at the info Torv had pulled up and presented to her. The smile on her face quickly vanishing as she seen the upload date of the image.
There's no way! He has to be fucking with me. Is it really a possibility?
"Holy shit! This was uploaded not long before I was born. Do you think….do you think you might know who my father is? I bet that's why she left you, she was probably cheating and whoever it was must be my father! I've heard stories of you Krogans sharing partners. Who else was she mind melding with?"
Holy shit…well, she’s dumb enough to be half Krogan. Reminds me of my damn cousin.
“There wasn’t anyone else, kid. I know that for a fact because the skull of the last guy that even offered to buy her a drink is currently mounted on my wall along with two other idiots that made a pass at her.” Torv grunted back, actually getting a little bit expasperated.
"And you said you're not caught up on her. But it sounds like you loved her. Like truly loved her. But then if there was no one else then…" Her mind raced, putting together all that Torv had told her. It hit her like a concussion round. "NO FUCKING WAY!"
Thalia took a stumbled step backwards from the realization, her head spinning. If she was right then….
Oh shit I hit on my own father! Eww that's so fucking gross! How was I supposed to know?
"Shit." She grumbled. Her body again feeling like it was shaking like she wanted to hit something. Thalia turned and punched the bench right next to where Torv had dented it, leaving her own smaller sized dent next to him. As she pulled her fist back she felt a small bit of relief but she still wanted to destroy something.
“Yeah. Shit. That’s why I was…a little nervous. I mean…what would you do when you realise you might have a kid you never knew about?” He sighed.
“Look…maybe we should…uh…”
I can’t do this. Fuck.
“Give each other some…space. Time to…uh…think. And then…maybe later…go for a…drink. Or something.” Torv stuttered.
It's only been my entire life with time and space, what's a little bit more now?
"Yeah…that sounds like a good idea. Time and space...is yeah….I'll be at Afterlife later."
Reezka isn't going to believe this! I wonder what Aria knows about him…
"Yeah…..so….. I'll meet you at Afterlife later on?"
“Yeah…sure. I gotta swing by my place anyway. Grab some stuff. And pick up my Varren. See you there…Thalia.” He said, before immediately taking the chance to walk off towards the residential districts.
Well...that could've gone worse...I guess.
TAGS: @Darth Kain @corinthia @Darth Sedicious @Voidwalker @Hadzuska_The Jester
Omega
"Do you have a minute?"
Ah shit.
“Uh, sure. But, um, only just a minute now! I, uh…yeah. But not here…I know a spot.” Torv stumbled over the words. He really didn’t want to have a conversation with the Asari…but he couldn’t just brush her off forever. Especially if they had to work together.
Ok, Torv. You can do this, you can…ah fuck, you can’t do this.
Torv walked in silence as they all departed the ship, keeping his distance from the rest of the team. He just wanted to go back to his place and have a drink…but no. He had to get this out of the way.
I gotta know, one way or the other…I guess.
Knox turned back to them and told them all he had a couple more people to pick up, and told them they were free to do whatever they wanted, as long as they didn’t die.
Heh. I wish I could die right now…
“Well, come on Asari.” He beckoned her to follow him over to a bench that overlooked the view of the Omegan ‘skyline’. Two Volus were sitting on the bench, chatting idly.
“Scram, pipsqueaks! You’re on my bench.” He growled, and the two immediately jumped off the bench and waddled off towards the markets. Torv sat down and folded his arms.
“So…what do you want to talk about?” He asked, sounding a little nervous.
Thalia could feel her heart pounding away. She felt as if it would jump out of her chest at any moment. Her body felt as if she was shaking violently, but only on the inside. Her knees felt weak, as if they'd give out at any moment and she'd be laying on the ground. Yet they didn't.
Thalia continued to stand instead of taking a seat next to Torv. She turned to look at the skyline, trying to hide her own nervousness. She didn't want to have this conversation.
Do I really want to know? What if it's some bizarre reason? Or what if I'm wrong, and I seem like a creep?
What if she was wrong? She could always lie and make some excuse, she could say she wanted to have a private time with him. No. She needed to know, no matter the outcome.
You can do this Thalia. He's no different than any other person. Stop acting like a scared child!
She took a deep breath then turned and looked Torv in the eye, a false mask of determination covering her face. "Why do you stare at me and seem so nervous when I'm around?"
“Um…hmm. I…uh…had a run in with an Asari once. Years ago. Ever since then, I guess I’ve been…uh…jumpy…around them. Yeah.” He spluttered, without really thinking.
God dammit you idiot. Even I can smell your bullshit.
Thalia scowled at Torv's response. She knew he was hiding something. She didn't need her intimate knowledge of male actions to know he was trying to cover the truth. She couldn't just come off as angry, she needed to persuade him to tell her.
Her face quickly turned from a scowl to a smile, trying to hold it back. "What a load of shit." She said as she was laughing. "Jumpy, you? Oh come on now Torv, I'm sure a big bad Krogan like you isn't really scared of small and dainty me, are you?"
Torv grunted and got to his feet, walking over towards the railing that was all that prevented anyone from falling to the depths of the station. He grabbed it and looked out, thinking.
Come on, you big idiot. You can do this. You have to know. Damn it.
Torv sighed, turned round and sat back down. He opened his omni tool and flicked through a series of images.
“Let’s hope I haven’t deleted this…” he muttered to himself. No. He hadn’t. He looked at the image for a second, and then turned his wrist around to show Thalia a picture of an Asari that he hoped, no, prayed, she wouldn’t recognise.
Thalia gasped when her eyes fell upon the image that Torv had provided. Had they not been out in the open they would have needed oxygen masks from how much air she sucked in. She felt as if the color all ran from her face. She was in shock.
Why does he have a picture of her? Who the fuck is he? He must be trying to set me up. I'll have to kill him before he has the chance. But I can't let him know that I know.
"Why….why do you have a picture of her?" She asked in a shaky voice, trying to hold herself together.
Oh fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck.
“Well…crap…you see…fuck. This is Velaria. She and I…we used to be together. A very long time ago. Must’ve been…fuck…nearly 200 years ago now. Lost track. I heard you mention her name and…that she was your mom…and, well…” He explained, terribly. He couldn’t finish the thought that had formed in his head.
Thalia felt like the entire station was spinning out of Orbit. Certainly all the color had left her now. She felt dazed and confused, as if she was at the edge of an explosion.
Him and my mother? Together? Like as in together, together? Oh that's a disgusting and disturbing thought.
"And what, you were hoping I could fill you in on her? Put you back in contact with your old flame so you could get a piece of ass? Come on, after nearly 200 years and you're still caught up on her? Mom must have been a freak before I was born if the two of you were knocking boots. But I suppose I can understand, and before you ask, yes my mother is single."
Torv stood up and punched the bench, leaving a Krogan fist sized dent in the metal.
“Still caught up on her?! She ran out on me! Told me one day she wanted to start a family with me. I even did that damn freaky mind thing with her, and then the next day she ran off! Took all the creds I had lying around with her as well. Never said a goddamn word! Trust me, I’m not still caught up on Velaria. Asari-“ he stopped himself before uttering the word ‘bitch’. He was breathing heavily. His blood was screaming for him to tear something apart.
"Torv I'm sorry, I had no idea. My mother she….she can be difficult, trust me I know. Hell I didn't even know my mother had ever had a true relationship with anyone. The last time she and I spoke before I left home we had an argument and she was still stubborn even then."
Thalia stepped next to Torv, reaching down and running her hand over the dent from the Krogan 's fist. "It's funny in a way. Any time I was angry or would blow up, she always said I acted just like a rampaging Krogan. And come to find out she meant you." She turned and looked back at Torv, their eyes meeting and locking. "I promise you, I'm not my mother, and you have no reason to feel nervous around me. I'm sorry she hurt you, but I won't betray you. I'd hug you if I didn't think you'd rip my head off." She said playfully.
Torv’s breathing slowed. His hands relaxed. He even laughed at her last remark.
Nah. No way she’s my kid. Too diplomatic. What was I even worrying about?
“And to think, here I was terrified you were my kid. But nah, you’re way too reasonable.” He said, laughing. “But…how old are you? Just to be safe.”
"I don't know who my father is. Velaria never told me who he was. Even though it seems like everytime I did something that she didn't like she would say that I was just like my father. Every time I asked her she always gave me a different answer. It was always the same four responses, it just all depended on her mood. But to answer your question, I'm 183 years old."
Torv looked at the picture again…and then checked the date it was uploaded. It was the last picture he had taken of her. Just a few weeks before she left.
And it was dated 183 years ago.
“Well…shit.” He muttered, and then turned the info showing the date to her.
Thalia looked at the info Torv had pulled up and presented to her. The smile on her face quickly vanishing as she seen the upload date of the image.
There's no way! He has to be fucking with me. Is it really a possibility?
"Holy shit! This was uploaded not long before I was born. Do you think….do you think you might know who my father is? I bet that's why she left you, she was probably cheating and whoever it was must be my father! I've heard stories of you Krogans sharing partners. Who else was she mind melding with?"
Holy shit…well, she’s dumb enough to be half Krogan. Reminds me of my damn cousin.
“There wasn’t anyone else, kid. I know that for a fact because the skull of the last guy that even offered to buy her a drink is currently mounted on my wall along with two other idiots that made a pass at her.” Torv grunted back, actually getting a little bit expasperated.
"And you said you're not caught up on her. But it sounds like you loved her. Like truly loved her. But then if there was no one else then…" Her mind raced, putting together all that Torv had told her. It hit her like a concussion round. "NO FUCKING WAY!"
Thalia took a stumbled step backwards from the realization, her head spinning. If she was right then….
Oh shit I hit on my own father! Eww that's so fucking gross! How was I supposed to know?
"Shit." She grumbled. Her body again feeling like it was shaking like she wanted to hit something. Thalia turned and punched the bench right next to where Torv had dented it, leaving her own smaller sized dent next to him. As she pulled her fist back she felt a small bit of relief but she still wanted to destroy something.
“Yeah. Shit. That’s why I was…a little nervous. I mean…what would you do when you realise you might have a kid you never knew about?” He sighed.
“Look…maybe we should…uh…”
I can’t do this. Fuck.
“Give each other some…space. Time to…uh…think. And then…maybe later…go for a…drink. Or something.” Torv stuttered.
It's only been my entire life with time and space, what's a little bit more now?
"Yeah…that sounds like a good idea. Time and space...is yeah….I'll be at Afterlife later."
Reezka isn't going to believe this! I wonder what Aria knows about him…
"Yeah…..so….. I'll meet you at Afterlife later on?"
“Yeah…sure. I gotta swing by my place anyway. Grab some stuff. And pick up my Varren. See you there…Thalia.” He said, before immediately taking the chance to walk off towards the residential districts.
Well...that could've gone worse...I guess.
TAGS: @Darth Kain @corinthia @Darth Sedicious @Voidwalker @Hadzuska_The Jester
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