Office Hours, Friday

Another day, another set of increasingly alarming reports. It was starting to wear on Kaidan, this endless stream of bad news-- of horrible stories. He couldn't imagine what it was doing to the people more actively involved with the disappearing colonies.

He ran a hand through his hair and skimmed over the report again. Another mention of a 'Shepard-like human' wandering around, near what sounded like Cerberus tech. Cerberus. That was all these colonies needed - more trouble.

[[ open, though SP until later today ]]