foreverfemshep

"Man…" A frustrated hand ran down his face, and he was doing his absolute best not to throw a complete fit. His mother would have been downright proud of his patience.

Or ashamed that he was stripping—Eugh, not a thought he wanted to dwell on. His fingers worked at the buckle, sliding it through the loops of his lower armor and dropping it to the floor. 

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"…."