[b][i]Mass Effect: Seraphim Post[/i][/b] "Oh, wow, you're hot," Ashton was gazing at Laurence's blond hair and intact eye, as well as the finely-formed facial shape of the remaining unbroken parts of the mercenary's face. Then, realizing Flame was [i]just beside him[/i], the boy clapped his hands on his mouth, before looking at the redhead, scared that he might have offended his prospective boyfriend. "Never knew you got off on missing eyes and burn scars, Ashton," Flame said archly, highly displeased. "But yes, 'Stompy' does have some good looks." He looked at Ashton, the frown fading away to be replaced with a smile. "I'm hotter and you know it." Ashton brushed Flame's hair with his right hand. "That you are, Flame, that you are. Now I need to make sure that the remaining enemy Mecha [i]stay[/i] hacked, as well as take control of the ones still being used by the enemy." He then turned to where the battle was still raging, only to find that most of the Mechs - Enemy and Forced Ally - had been destroyed, even as a slightly larger enemy gunship was headed towards the control tower, covering its advance with shots of railgun fire. Ashton instinctively turned towards Lokea, even as Flame put up his own biotic barrier. It seemed that the enemy was directly coming for them...