Jedi Master Cira
by *Vierna-Drottingu
Oh, my head. “Where am I?” Miranda woke up with a groan, clutching her head with both hands.
“Welcome back to the land of living.” A chirpy voice said, and Miranda opened her eyes to see Kasumi sitting on the backrest of the armchair.
She closed her eyes again, as she massaged her temples “What happened?”
After a little pause, Kasumi spoke, “You saved my life.” She said in a serious tone, which made Miranda open her eyes again.
“You thought I was going to let you get sliced to pieces by that enormous fan?” Miranda asked incredulously.
“No, but… Except for
by =SaintWalker1806
The Tale of the Black Lion
Told by Varric and others……
Varric: Well the story goes like this…..long ago, there was a……..
Syren: What’s the story called?
Varric: *sigh* The Black Lion.
Merrill: What’s a lion Varric? I’ve never heard of such a thing before.
Varric: Can we focus back on the story, please? Now….where was I? Oh yes. There was a brilliant artist, whose work was known throughout the land.
Alex Shepard: Is this gonna be a long story? I have a galaxy to save.
*Miri punches her on the arm*
Alex: Ouch! What was that for?
Miranda: *glares at Alex* Shut up and listen.
Alex: But…
Isabela: Oh kitten, just give up. You cant a
so, this is gonna be a part of the bigger picture, in which Hannah Shepard, some time after the Reaper War is looking at the pic of Miranda and Alex, happy, together, as she remembers her fallen daughter
