London: EDI The Unfailing

It is worth noting that I am actually worse at Geography than art.

At a small diner in Cincinnati:

While that horse shit is going on, let's check in on London.

So what was it that they were supposed to be defending, anyway?

This:

(Did that bother anyone else? Hey homie, you been in all three games and also you narrated every time Ken Burns took a squat, we know who you are.)

After mowing down eight or nine of those, this goes down:

Alright, EDI, shoot them reapers!

Dem missles! This is happening!

Light that reaper up, EDI!

Yeah okay so those missles just sailed right the FUCK over the reaper's head.

sing it shepard