not_a_whiner: (kaidan: leaning against the window)
The tunnels were damp and dark-- too dark to see sometimes. Kaidan didn't like it.

"What's that?" Liara called, shining her flashlight ahead.

"I see it," Shepard said, turning that way. He frowned, hitting his comm. Got a body of a scout here. Been dead a few days. )

[[ nfb, nfi, taken from Mass Effect 3, Attican Traverse: The Rachni. To be continued as I saunter through this bit of canon. ]]
not_a_whiner: (kaidan: leaning against the window)
It'd been a long trip down. Utukku laid somewhere in the less-explored regions of the galaxy; a nowhere, a backwater, famous only because it had once been home to the rachni. Some place they never would've bothered going if Wrex hadn't asked them for help. If there hadn't been word and evidence that-- well.

So now they were here, hitting atmosphere with the shuttle. )

[[ nfb, nfi, ooc-okay. taken from Mass Effect 3, Attican Traverse: The Rachni. to be continued. ]]
not_a_whiner: (kaidan: with a gun)
Looking at the Council chamber, it was hard to imagine that it hadn't been more than a couple of years since Shepard and Saren fought in this very room. Hadn't... been more than a couple of years since Shepard had stood here, going through the exact same thing Kaidan was right now.

Well, more or less. A lot of circumstances had changed. Nobody could deny the Reapers were real now, for one thing, and there were four councilors, not three, and his new position wasn't up for much debate. He sucked in a breath and cast a quick look towards the balcony where Allie was. Stupid nerves.

Councilor Udina practically glowed with pride as he spoke, drawing Kaidan's attention back to him. "Major Alenko, step forward," he said.

Kaidan stepped forward. No more time to be nervous. Now it was time to face the music.

"It is the decision of the Council that you be granted all the powers and privileges of the Special Tactics and Reconnaissance branch of the Citadel," said the asari councilor. She looked worried, not proud; the rest of them all did. Understandable, considering the circumstances. Kaidan wasn't exactly jubilant either.

Of course nothing goes as planned. )

[[ FINALLY, DONE. with much thanks to [livejournal.com profile] allie_vamp for having the patience to deal with me as i went through this at a snail's pace. taken from mass effect 3, priority: citadel. let the actual canon catchup begin. ]]
not_a_whiner: (kaidan: hm.)
On the downside: Kaidan's head still hurt like hell. On the up: he was conscious, not mortally wounded, and Udina had finally left the room. And... there came that downside again, because his head hurt like hell in the metaphorical sense as well as the physical. Udina'd done him an offer and given him a ton to think about, which... yeah.

With his brain rattled, that wasn't the best thing ever.

Still, now that he had some time to himself, he could finally send off messages to his friends. He sent messages to Allie, Dean and Jack, apologizing for getting them dragged into his galaxy's mess and letting them know he'd be able to see visitors now.

If they wanted to come back here at all. He'd definitely understand if they didn't. Even the incredibly sparse information that made it into the hospital wasn't... it wasn't good.

Finally, though, he couldn't put off the toughest email any longer. Had to sit there and stare at his datapad for a good while until he could get into it - at least until he'd decided to keep it carefully neutral.

Hey Shepard... )

[[ open for messages/calls/visits! email under the cut taken from mass effect 3. ]]
not_a_whiner: (kaidan: with a gun)
Kaidan shook his head, echoing wry smile still on his face. "Allie? Watch those big doors down there. Dean? You think you can convince the guys on the other side of the com-- walkie talkie that we're some of theirs, the evil Alliance types are dead and we want across?"

Playing with walkie-talkies... )

[[ nfb, nfi, ooc-okay, continued from here; violence to a PC under the cut. taken from the mass effect 3 mission 'Priority: Mars'. ]]
not_a_whiner: (kaidan: mouth upturn)
The hangar doors had barely shut tight behind Shepard when the barrage of questions began. Vega stalked after him, barking one out after the other. "What the hell's going on? Where's Anderson? Where are we going?"

Shepard ignored him. They had bigger things going on right now. He moved across the shuttle deck fast, going for the consoles.

"Hey!" Vega snapped after him.

For fuck's sake.

Shepard looked over his shoulder. "We're leaving," he said flatly.

"Leaving?!" Vega shrieked.

No, seriously. They didn't have time for this. Shepard's fingers found the console and he tapped the buttons required to start setting up their armor, the ships... everything. They needed to be ready.

And it just keeps on going downhill... )

[[ nfb, nfi, ooc-okay, muchos thanks to [livejournal.com profile] 6buckstohisname, [livejournal.com profile] bitten_notshy and [livejournal.com profile] allie_vamp! taken and adapted from the mass effect 3 mission 'Priority: Mars'; tbc thanks to LJ post limits ]]
not_a_whiner: (kaidan: leaning against the window)
The weather wasn't too bad in Vancouver this time of year. A lot of rain, sure, but also decent temperatures. Kaidan had been staying places too classified to mention for too long; the breeze alone had put him in a good mood. Though... that might've also been the part where resurfacing like this meant he had a one-shot chance to talk to some old friends.

... No, not that friend. The friend - if Kaidan could call him that - currently incarcerated nearby... yeah, he wasn't sure he knew how to handle that. Especially not after that stunt with that Batarian colony recently-- damn, that one.

But he wasn't here for that, anyway. He was here to brief the Admiralty about the Reapers - which he'd just done. They'd been getting strange readings not too far from Earth itself. Well out in the outer rim, but enough to make everyone a little nervous. Even Kaidan, if he was going to be entirely honest. Just... not nervous enough that he didn't want the slight indulgence of seeing his friends.

He pushed through the door leading out of the Admiralty offices, his eyes immediately searching for three distinct faces among the crowd.

Will something go wrong? Of course. )

[[ nfb, nfi, ooc-okay! preplayed with the magnificent [livejournal.com profile] 6buckstohisname, [livejournal.com profile] bitten_notshy and [livejournal.com profile] allie_vamp; taken and adapted from mass effect 3. helloooo, canon train. or rather, canon trauma conga line. ]]

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