(Source: fortuna-venator)

you’re fucking beautiful ok
the way you are.
don’t change. i love you.
you may continue scrolling.
“I’ve never met another Jace,” she mused, picking at her fingernails. “A few Shepards. It’s a common name, though not all of them are like you, Commander.” She smiled softly at him. “You’re very impressive.”
“I’ve met another Jace. But, it was a she and she spelled my name…
“I’m sure you’re plenty impressive,” she grinned at him, eyes sparkling, “Don’t sell yourself short, friend. Nobody’s not important. Everybody’s done something you haven’t, and everybody’s better than somebody at something.” She paused a moment, as if rearranging the words in her head to make sure that she said that as clearly as she could. Eventually, she settled on her wording the way it was.
“You’re better than all of them at something,” she said, “Not sure what, but there’s something.”
Narcissa gave a cheeky grin, allowing him a brief moment to squirm. Not too much to make him upset, but just enough to make her giggle.
“I understand what you mean,” she said teasingly. “What’d you say your name was, friend?”
“Shepard. Jace Shepard.”
His eyes flashed back at her, trying to hide behind an embarrassed smile. He had this every so often, Asari were the worst. Occasionally Krogan, confusing surnames and given names,
“I’ve never met another Jace,” she mused, picking at her fingernails. “A few Shepards. It’s a common name, though not all of them are like you, Commander.” She smiled softly at him. “You’re very impressive.”
narcissa-tvarla started following you
And you are?
Narcissa T’Varla. Mother-and-Justicar-to-be. -grins, gives as much of a sweeping bow as she can offer-
Commander Shepard. -she nods respectfully- Mother and Justicar? Sounds like a lot to take on.
It is, but I’ve got around 800 years to master it. -smiles-
Shepard, you say? I’ve heard of you, though I’m not sure what all is true and what’s exaggeration. There certainly has to be something wonderful about you to have inspired all the stories. -grin-
“Oh,” she laughed, letting her hand back to her side, “I’m glad I saluted right, I never was good at remembering gestures.” Her mind went straight to the “krogan greeting” incident, but she shook her head loose of the thought. “No, ah— thank you though. I um… I’m Narcissa….
Narcissa gave a cheeky grin, allowing him a brief moment to squirm. Not too much to make him upset, but just enough to make her giggle.
“I understand what you mean,” she said teasingly. “What’d you say your name was, friend?”
(A quick doodle I did today while on break of Narc :3)