(Well, I didn't ask, and they weren't offering, but I'd bet they were thinking "this is a war criminal packed with unknown cutting-edge cybernetics, let's figure out what we can, while we can." Remember how I said I died? It didn't stick.)
[For a moment, there's-- something, in the exchange. Copper smell, the whiff of surgical antiseptic. Pain, right arm, slow and purposeful... It cuts off. There is another of those waning pauses while Shepard collects herself.]
(Then, when my old CO figured out what was happening, he pulled every string in the book, and got me transferred while I awaited trial. House arrest. Long story short, I never went to trial, got fully acquitted and reinstated, happy endings all around. But that first part sucked.)
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[For a moment, there's-- something, in the exchange. Copper smell, the whiff of surgical antiseptic. Pain, right arm, slow and purposeful... It cuts off. There is another of those waning pauses while Shepard collects herself.]
( Then, when my old CO figured out what was happening, he pulled every string in the book, and got me transferred while I awaited trial. House arrest. Long story short, I never went to trial, got fully acquitted and reinstated, happy endings all around. But that first part sucked. )