He cared not for them and their opinions. He planned to breed the Quarian loudly and messily. They could enjoy the sounds or they could occupy themselves.

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"You are not a species of this age. What are you?"

Javik was seated on his haunches, eyes closed when a voice emanated from the other side of the door. The asari doctor. "Enter." He commanded. It was true, he had given it some thought. What did he have left to give once the Reapers were destroyed?

"I've seen beings like him. Except the excrement comes out from the rear end, not the front. Best keep him away from asteroid fields. An ego like his is sure to pull something into orbit around a head that big."

He chuckled at that. "Grand speech for one that never faced a Reaper, let alone a fleet large enough to glass entire systems. You didn't lose because you wouldn't have had the mettle to stand against them in the first place. So, spare me your self-righteous ignorance. You aren't nearly as fit to—

"I have none of said issues. Perhaps we are... what is the term they use on the Citadel? 'Built different'? In any case, our philosophies on waging war are vastly different. Perhaps someday, you will see it with new eyes."

"It concerns me how many of you use martial weapons as your main armaments. You do realise swinging sharp sticks and heavy cudgels has long since been surpassed by firearms, right? You have space travel. We are long past the advent of ranged combat."

"I was there when the Protheans fell to the Reapers. I will be there when the Reapers pay for every drop of blood they've spilled." • Last of the Protheans • Avatar of Vengeance • Ships w/ chem

``𝐀𝐬 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞 - 𝐒𝐨 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰`` #Luncalibur | #WarframeRP | #SciFiRP | #MVRP