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33 Apocalypse Ave, Wednesday Morning
May. 1st, 2013 08:21 pmWithout a class to teach, life had been... quiet. Not that Kaidan objected to 'quiet' on principle, just... quiet. Yeah.
And then he'd been woken up that morning by the Alliance barking orders over his omni-tool. Which, again, was fine: he was starting to feel a little useless down here, a couple of weeks out from his last assignment. Maybe he should make it clearer that he really had no problem taking anything at all as long as it didn't fall on his one day of class.
Or even then, really. Missions were more important than class.
Anyway, he had a huge bag sitting by the door with all the big necessities. Still a couple hours to kill before his portal left. So... eggs. And bacon. Those were things he'd be cooking.
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And then he'd been woken up that morning by the Alliance barking orders over his omni-tool. Which, again, was fine: he was starting to feel a little useless down here, a couple of weeks out from his last assignment. Maybe he should make it clearer that he really had no problem taking anything at all as long as it didn't fall on his one day of class.
Or even then, really. Missions were more important than class.
Anyway, he had a huge bag sitting by the door with all the big necessities. Still a couple hours to kill before his portal left. So... eggs. And bacon. Those were things he'd be cooking.
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