One of my crew gets virtually imprisoned and who knows what else in the dark--

[Shepard holds the deranged toy of ye olde Earth up by the scruff of its neck, if it had a scruff or a neck. She is white with fury.]

--Is this supposed to be some sick consolation prize?

[Does a little thing like waking up with a pair o' cuffs strapped on interfere with the daily patrol? Not when the victim is Shepard. In fact, she would take exception to calling her a victim. It's not a hindrance unless she lets it be ( Read more... )

Sorry, people. I'm the busybody for today.

Sound-off of everyone alive and stable? Roll call. I'd like to know if we've still got everybody accounted for after that fiasco.

[She could have written up a speech for this, but everything came out like the holo ads she couldn't walk past on the Citadel without them blaring in her ears.

So screw it. This is to the point and therefore okay in her books.]

Looking for people who want out of the barracks and don't mind altitude or roomies.

Has anyone had 'adventures' they feel like venting about?

... Meaning here, in the Keep, specifically. But I suppose if you've got something weighing you down, feel free to unload. With all the time we have on our hands, why the hell not?