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!]

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Re: Talk to Kaidan [8/14]

[not_a_whiner]

"More or less," Kaidan allowed. "I mean... I'm going back to my home dimension. Home world? No, that doesn't feel right."

He hadn't expected to see her here, and he might have babbled some because of it.

Life in the Alliance would be more simple again, in some ways. He was never anything like this when there were ranks and regiments and he knew exactly how to act towards anybody.

Re: Talk to Kaidan [8/14]

[filleauloup]

She did tend to occasionally pop up in unexpected and slightly creepy ways. Sorry, Kaidan.

"The place you left in order to come here, then," she suggested, not that she'd ever fault anyone else for babbling. She tilted her head, thinking, then abruptly asked, "Will you be glad to go back, leave all this madness behind?"

Say, for instance, chompy nightmare fish precipitation.

Re: Talk to Kaidan [8/14]

[not_a_whiner]

"Yes and no," Kaidan ventured. "I mean. I have friends here now. Roots, you know? I'm gonna miss that."

He shrugged and smiled self-consciously. "But I miss getting in the middle of the action," he said. "Doing something that really counts."