Kaidan's therapy session had been moved to Tuesday for obvious reasons-- in fact, they were the same reasons why he wasn't upstairs in his room going through other people's reports (because frankly, he didn't have a damned lot to report from here), but rather sitting downstairs ( Read more... )

( Move move move! )

Kaidan woke up to the loud, pulsing alarm of his omni-tool alerting him to the fact he had a call incoming. He sat up with a groan, checking his head automatically - not sure if the pulse came from out there or in here. But no, not a migraine.

Taking the call did mean nearly falling out of bed and changing that, though ( Read more... )

It had been Kaidan's birthday yesterday, and Joker was getting his pick-up later tonight to head back to whatever Alliance base he had been grounded in ( Read more... )

After finishing up class, Kaidan didn't exactly rush down to the park - he had to set Joker up first, give the guy some time to recuperate from transit before throwing him back into the fray. (And, okay, Kaidan wasn't exactly a party animal, but... there was a reason he hadn't set Joker up at the hotel, and it had a lot to do with the way he was ( Read more... )

"...I didn't realize you had a dog, major Alenko," Sheila said. He could tell by her tone of voice that she wasn't happy about it ( Read more... )

"Care to explain why you missed your appointment last week, Commander ( Read more... )

Talking time with Kaidan's therapist didn't go any easier this week - instead, going by the disapproving look on Sheila's face, it was probably going worse. Her question from last week still weighed heavily on his mind, but that just meant he didn't want to talk about it - didn't have it worked out yet, didn't want to bother anyone with it ( Read more... )

Funny how the act of going out and talking to himself hadn't made therapy any easier, or feel any better. Kaidan rubbed at his forehead as he listened to Call-Me-Sheila the therapist dissecting his entire written report of the ordeal, poking and prodding at the fresh bruises. Like any man confronted with that, Kaidan's first instinct was to protect ( Read more... )

"Commander Alenko," Sheila said, putting her pen down. She meant for Kaidan to see it - the camera on her end of the connection didn't show much of her besides her face, and therefor making such a move visible took effort. "We have been having these weekly sessions for six weeks, and yet so far, we have talked about everything but your feelings of ( Read more... )