We're going to need a bigger boot.

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'. ]]

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 6buckstohisname, bitten_notshy and allie_vamp; taken and adapted from mass effect 3. helloooo, canon train. or rather, canon trauma conga line. ]]

There'd been weird noises coming out of the woods this morning. Kaidan had cut short his morning jog because of it-- this wasn't just the loud drilling of machines, but it sounded like some kind of... monster, almost. A tiger? A lion? Something like that.

So he'd done the only sane thing he could - he'd fallen back, gotten his guns, and placed a call to someone who could back him up.

That brought them back here, by the edge of the woods.

"I should've brought a shotgun," Kaidan muttered.

[[ for dean ]]

Kaidan... wasn't really the kind of guy who felt completely comfortable chaperoning a high school dance. He did it, because he saw it as part of the job, but... that was about it.

So in order to steel himself for the night, he'd let Dean wheedle him into invited Dean over for a movie afternoon before the dance started. Some terrible sci-fi movie from two hundred years ago that he'd gotten for cheap on the extranet, after Dean had asked about it.

He opened the fridge to hunt down a couple of bottles of root beer (chaperoning tonight) and set them down on the coffee table. Okay. Movie. Drinks. Now it was time for--

"Crap, I should've gotten snacks."

Social occasions. Sigh.

[[ for Dean, but can also be open to housemates! ]]