33 Apocalypse Avenue, Thursday Evening

[bitten_notshy]

Jack wasn't ready to say goodbye to Kaidan. He remained quite firmly opposed to this general trend of people leaving.

But if Kaidan was going to go fight purple blobby land jellyfish --or whatever he was up to -- he deserved a decent send-off. Which was why Jack had ordered several pizzas, laid in a few kegs of Canadian lager, and sent an email to everyone he could think of who might want one more chance to hang out with Kaidan.

A bad action movie played on the TV, though the sound was quite soft, and everything was ready for a low-key party.

[OOC: If you think you were invited, you were!]

Comments

Re: Talk to Kaidan [8/14]

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"What, you didn't pick Sharknado?"

Re: Talk to Kaidan [8/14]

[not_a_whiner]

"Not really my style," Kaidan said, almost apologetically.

Re: Talk to Kaidan [8/14]

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"It's flying sharks. They're everyone's thing after enough beer," Dean replief.

Re: Talk to Kaidan [8/14]

[not_a_whiner]

"Then I guess I haven't had enough beer," Kaidan said with a chuckle.

Re: Talk to Kaidan [8/14]

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"Catch up, man'"

Re: Talk to Kaidan [8/14]

[not_a_whiner]

"I'm old," Kaidan retorted. "I can't drink that much, that fast. Any more."

Re: Talk to Kaidan [8/14]

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

Dean rolled his eyes. "I'm around your age and I'm definitely not old."

Re: Talk to Kaidan [8/14]

[not_a_whiner]

Kaidan reached up and touched the hair near his ears. It was starting to grey just a little and he knew it. "Maybe I just feel old."