*still putting a hand to her hip, frowning as she goes over her research.*

*she pauses in the middle of putting on her armour, eye twitching*

*dozes in the shuttle during transit; has asked Maeve and Giada to wake her upon arrival.*

*nightmares are likely to follow*

*pauses in the middle of wiping blood from her sword, shaking her head in an attempt to assuage the ringing in her ears* ...reverb.

*poking her sword into a batarian's spine.*

*seethes and stabs an asari far harder than needed*

*returns to Cronos with her armour looking more purple and blue than white and yellow* This will take ages to get out....worth it.

*randomly smirks to herself*

*taps her lower lip thoughtfully with her stylus, watching her test subject convulse.* Hm. Apoptosis took longer than expected.*takes notes*

*random slow smirk*

*suddenly turns red and buries her face in her arms, datapad clattering across the table* Mein Gott, Können sie nicht.

*stops in the middle of her practice routine, rubbing at her ringing ears*

*waves Maeve off* It's nothing. I think I hit the drone too hard with the blade. Again, please. *resumes her stance*

*grits her teeth, stylus snapping in her hand*

*leaves an email in Commander Shepard's box advertising a sale from a well known website vendor of alien "adult novelties"*

*hesitates, then leaves a wrapped 18th century Wakizashi on Kai Leng's desk before heading back to her room*

*still performing horrible experiments and ignoring the tinnitus.*

*idly draws Operative Nyx *corvidstag.tumblr.com/post/812596998…

*doing stuff*