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Your move, Shepard by neehs Your move, Shepard by neehs
Painting corners ain't that bad!

So, it seems Shepard got her pants back too! Something else appears to have gotten her full attention though..
Liara is such a showoff :c

One more and this silly series is over,

Final bit: [link]
Previous bit: [link]

Updated; lil bit brighter to match the previous ones.
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falloutboy1313 Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2014
Ispok8 Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2013
Bad girls: who's worse?  :) (Smile)
Deviant258 Featured By Owner Apr 1, 2013
Damn Liara is hot
Deviant258 Featured By Owner Oct 7, 2012
Liara has a nice ass
Godovwar1 Featured By Owner Aug 24, 2012
WHy is Liara's but pink? Did she get a spanking? :P
jay357 Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
writer-jm Featured By Owner Jul 7, 2012
Dat blue!! LOL
Eromaxi Featured By Owner Jul 1, 2012   Digital Artist ! ^.^
Scarledian Featured By Owner May 2, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
SithiR Featured By Owner May 2, 2012
["My" Zhenia answers her, speaking in Tyann'asyárriyhha learned for her sake:]

Every time I kill it is in your name.

Every time I watch you fight, I want to make love.

Every breath I take it is for you, every time I see you I want to write you another love-poem.

Every breath of your voice I cry at its beauty.

When I saw that bomb I severed their limbs and I cut them into pieces while they were still alive, weeping and bellowing your name [crying so hard I could not see the screen] and the pieces of Vasir, I bit a vein from her and spat her blood and in the sight of the one who sent her there, threw down organs that I had taken from her.

I will find the secret of another Way, if there be no relays. The Reapers teleportation without relays ... I will find it even if I must cut it from the entrails of our enemies. From my Earth, I WILL FIND YOU AND I WILL COME BACK TO YOU OR I DO NOT DESERVE TO LIVE. I WILL. Little blue children. To death and past it. The refugees crying for aid, no trade, no food, no life, no hope. I will help you help them.

I ordered you to the escape pod. You are not a soldier, but a civilian, you were never Sworn as we. But you showed ritual respect to me, though not required by custom. You did not say yes, nor did you say do I have to, nor did you say as you wish. You said aye aye. That will echo in me until my last moment.

I wept. [I indeed did.]

My poems:

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