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Tensions had, uh, risen to the point where Kaidan was a little afraid he might lose control - something he absolutely couldn't allow to happen. Since he didn't actually know anyone he was actually emotionally willing to blow off steam with, that really just left him one option. And that option was one he was exercising today. Away from the house, since the yard wasn't that big, and across the street so he didn't hurt any pedestrians.
Anyone who passed by, though, was going to get a show.
A row of tiny blue explosions rocketed across the ground, blasting a bottle off the wall. Then bursts of it, thwup thwup thwup knocking bottles away from the wall. One flew straight up into the air, then stayed there, drifting aimlessly-- until Kaidan hit it again and it went soaring off towards the horizon at top speed.
He'd probably pay for this later, but everything was better than this blasted tension.
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Anyone who passed by, though, was going to get a show.
A row of tiny blue explosions rocketed across the ground, blasting a bottle off the wall. Then bursts of it, thwup thwup thwup knocking bottles away from the wall. One flew straight up into the air, then stayed there, drifting aimlessly-- until Kaidan hit it again and it went soaring off towards the horizon at top speed.
He'd probably pay for this later, but everything was better than this blasted tension.
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