Reviews for Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained |
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![]() ![]() ![]() Kolyat is just so flabbergasted, he's no idea how to handle a dad who stays at home, cooking dinner and being with his wife and child. And her being adopted, and that they love her. It's all so much for him. And I think he's bonded a bit with her, and learning her nickname. he references to his mothers 'sunset eyes.' And a reference to 'Grunt' XD |
![]() ![]() ![]() Oh wow. :( I mean, I guess Bailey was like a surrogate father figure. And his going, even if it's not a choice. It's like he's being left by another father. Poor guy, fight with Oriana, and now that. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Oh meeting Mouse. Interesting. Oh dear, Bailey might resign!? And Oriana, meets her first crush. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Awww~ And Kolyat, concerned for the duct rats. A connection to his father, both of them. But instead of just using them, he shows concern for those poor children. I like it. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Oh, Oriana saying 'your a good thing' makes him flashback to his father saying he's one of the few good things he's brought into this world. XD The pink skycar. And Kolyat, hand on the car door handle, in case Oriana throws up. LOL And his saying, 'I AM Easy!' Brilliant chapter, brilliant. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Kolyat doesn't know what a Puh-see is. XD LOL Someone explain it to him, that'd be hilarious. Oh god, Oriana mistaken for a drug popping dancer, imagine if Miranda learned about this. |
![]() ![]() ![]() The lunch with her mother, loved it. XD The laughter. And her father, that message, and his remark on chicken nuggets and Turians. LOL |
![]() ![]() ![]() Little bit between Bailey and Kolyat, i like it. Someone looking out for him :D |
![]() ![]() ![]() I've so far thoroughly enjoyed this story and looking forward to reading the rest. The only thing I'm iffy on was the beginning of the story and how we had jumped right into Kolyat and Oriana's life without much introduction. Chapter 4 and 5 were fantastic character reads, but 1-3 were a little rushed, vague and not as in-depth, so I'm only just now getting the feel for your Oriana (who you can almost start from scratch with since we don't get much of her in the games). Basically I'm just saying I, as a new reader and new to this shipping, needed more on Oriana right away, other than that, I'm loving the style and the information you are placing in just the right spots. The writing is becoming more mature as I read and it's obvious you pay a lot of attention to detail and allow your imagination to create as you go. I'm reading this at the same time as Mass Effect Ascension and they're both fantastic because I feel like I'm getting professional supplementary reading/A story in every direction I turn - a publishing house and a devoted fan. Please keep writing and being creative. Aspen out. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Aww man, it's over. Is it over? Because I could read another 11 chapters of this. Srsly. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Brilliant! Outstanding. So fluent...So natural. My heart clenched and my eyes raved overy every little silly meaningfull detail. This is amazing writing...And I can't believe this story hasn't been updated in five years! I loved it! But I feel so sad now...Since I'll never see the end. I hope I'm wrong. |
![]() ![]() ![]() I love this story! I'm also a little sad that it's not been updated, but on the bright side, this is a good point in the story to end it-no cliffhangers and everything's looking up for the two. I'll still follow the story, though! |
![]() ![]() ![]() Heh, so Kolyat will be on coffee duty? Hah! I don't know why I find it so amusing that he'll be something of a glorified intern for now. |
![]() ![]() ![]() I like the style of this fanfic, especially the orders. Blasto Pajamas? I've got to wonder how that looks like exactly. |
![]() ![]() ![]() I like where this is going. Truthfully, I found this fanfic after browsing DeviantArt and finding a picture dedicated to this fanfic. It saddens me, though, that it hasn't been updated in 5 year. But ah well. That never stopped me reading before, heh. |