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This weekend, Kaidan'd start his new job running the local Portalocity office. Today, he was going to make use of the downtime the Alliance had offered him to go home and spend some times with friends. Friends he was... bringing along, actually, because he didn't really have a lot of them left in Vancouver.
The inside of the space port had been pretty much the same as any airport terminal back home. It was stepping outside that might've been more impressive. Architecture had not stood still over time, and the giant skyscrapers and gleaming white surfaces of Vancouver, 2185 were not quite the same as the cities of 2014.
But it was home. And, because it was home, it was raining.
"Skycab should be here any minute."
[[ for allie and jack ]]
The inside of the space port had been pretty much the same as any airport terminal back home. It was stepping outside that might've been more impressive. Architecture had not stood still over time, and the giant skyscrapers and gleaming white surfaces of Vancouver, 2185 were not quite the same as the cities of 2014.
But it was home. And, because it was home, it was raining.
"Skycab should be here any minute."
[[ for allie and jack ]]
