Citadel Portalocity Lounge, Saturday Night

Apr 19, 2014 20:00

So this was what it all came back down to:

Waiting in a Portalocity lounge situated deeply within Zakera Ward, staring at the wall as the lights of passing skycars turned the office a dull pink, then a dull blue, then a dull teal. Kaidan was silent, not his usual contemplative silence but a quiet laced with anger.

He was trying to process. He was too angry to process. He felt like he was going crazy.

He'd begged the brass for a few hours to see his friends off to Fandom. After this, he'd head up and contact Hackett and the other admirals. Give a report. Receive orders. There was one thing to say for the army: its codes and demands gave you something to do when the world spun around on itself and collapsed. Teaching school didn't compare.

He had a class on Tuesday, he registered suddenly, dully. Well. Damn.

It didn't occur to him that sitting here in the quiet glaring at a wall was a piss-poor way of seeing your friends off, but... he'd get around to that.

[[ open to anyone who happened to be on horizon a few hours ago... ]]

where: the citadel

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