ACTION /backdated before beach party, for peter/

[turianrenegade]

[ Having spent most of his time at the hotel or the police station since his arrival, Garrus figured it was high time he actually checked out his 'assigned' living space. He'd spoken with his roommate over the network; Peter Parker, he seemed like a nice enough kid.

Taking out his key, he entered the apartment and looked about. He wasn't entirely accustomed to typical human settlements, considering he'd spent most of his life on the Citadel or space ships. It was still a bit of a learning experience, especially since New Moore appeared to be rather... outdated. ]

Parker? You around?

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[ontheweb]

[Peter had not changed much. There were some library books on the little table in the main room and a pizza box. Peter's jacket was hanging on the back of a chair in the tiny kitchen.

Peter was in his rooms but he heard the familiar, strange voice, and got to his feet. He'd been on the computer looking for possible jobs and reading the posts going up. There were some pretty interesting things. He was perfectly fine until he'd left his room and stood face to ... chest with his new roommate.

Eyes wide, he looked up. Absolute bewilderment and a step backwards later and he was choking out a response.]

Doctor Connors?

[turianrenegade]

[ Were Garrus a human he would've raised a brow. He holds up his hands a bit and tilts his head slightly. ] Er, no? I'm Garrus Vakarian. We're roommates, remember?

[ontheweb]

S-sorry

[He's very obviously still in a bit of shock as he watches Garrus. Trying not to let his mouth hang open while he stares.]

Hi.

[He offered a hand out with a swallow and a nervous smile]

You just- reminded me of a- of someone I know back home. It's good to meet you.

[He laughs and runs his hand through his hair.]

I'm sorry this is- It's a terrible question but- Uh. I mean. What are you?

[turianrenegade]

[ He takes Peter's hand a gives it a soft little shake. ] Don't worry about it.

[ Maybe Peter would be the first person besides Shepard and Alenko to recognize a turian... but that thought process is cut when Peter speaks again. He can't really be annoyed by it anymore; if this was indeed an outdated human settlement, best to get used to it. So he chuckles and waves a hand at the boy. ] You're not the first to ask me here, kid, don't apologize. I'm a turian. [ He pauses. ] An alien.

[ontheweb]

[Peter picks up the pizza box, trying to straighten his books up a bit as he tosses the box into the trash. He wasn't exactly the most organized of science nerds, but it was still relatively clean. Out here at least.

The weird thing is, he doesn't seem as bewildered as a kid from his time should]

A Turian? And I am guessing you come from a planet that is dextro-organic based, that makes sense.

[He's half muttering as he rambles but he seems genuinely interested.]

[turianrenegade]

[ Garrus can't help a faint little chuckle. This kid is starting to remind him of Mordin a bit.

But he remembers the conversation they'd had briefly over the network about food and he nods. ] Yup. I take it you're pretty smart, huh? [ He continues to walk about the apartment and check things out as Peter fusses with his things. ] What'd you do before being brought here?