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Mass Effect. Erotic journey. Ch.2. The journalist's request

... joy. Then the girl put on her serious mask again, more suitable for a journalist of her class, and started typing quickly on her tablet.

- Here you go, Captain, - she said. - For your work.

Emily blushed slightly, not knowing if the credits given to the Captain would be enough to pay for what he had done. The girl was undoubtedly aware of the leap in her career she could make with this data in hand, just as she was aware that she owed it mostly to the man in the dark green armor marked "N7" standing before her. She was rather sweet in her shyness, which made Shepard, not a man to be easily taken in by feminine charms, involuntarily admire the reddish blush on her cheeks and the long lowered eyelashes through which Emily looked at the Captain with a look of gratitude. An idea flashed through the Captain's mind, and before he had time to think it over, the Spectre spoke:

- And how would you rate our future cooperation? What if I agreed to give you an interview?

- Exclusive?! - the girl couldn't believe her ears. - Tell me what happened first?!

Her eyes lit up with such happiness that Shepard felt a little uncomfortable. Emily grabbed the captain's hand, squeezed it tightly and said:

- It won't cost much, but I'll be happy to pay whatever is required. Where can we meet?

Shepard hesitated, but Emily, moved by the captain's suggestion, offered the place herself:

- I'll get a room at the Hotel Solarias on Shalmar Plaza. Do you know where that is?

- I ...

... will know, - the captain nodded, giving the girl a well-deserved, slightly shy smile. Emily jumped up and down like a little girl who had finally received a long-awaited gift.

- Meet me in the restaurant on the first floor at eight o'clock tonight. I'll be waiting for you. Unless, of course, you're busy, uh.

- I'm free tonight, - Shepard said honestly. The girl nodded and held out her slender hand for another shake, smiling amusedly.

- See you later, Captain Shepard.

- See you later, Ms. Wong, - the commander said.

Shepard showered, combed his hair, and even trimmed his beard. He had also changed his military space suit into a civilian suit so he wouldn't look silly in the restaurant. In fact, John realized that the whole thing looked a little strange. He was going on a date? What a silly, childish word. But that's what it seemed to be.

Maybe it was too late for him to admit it, but he really wanted to spend the evening with Emily. It wasn't even so much about the girl, but rather the desire to relax after the shootings in the lower levels of the Citadel and the mission on Noveria. Shepard wouldn't have sacrificed an hour of his life while Saren was free, but the Normandy needed refueling and some repairs that would take until morning, so the crew had the evening off. Ashley had reserved it for a session with one of her sisters, Cayden had gone to the SBC Academy for some biotic business, Wrex had disappeared, promising to be back in the morning, and Garrus and ...