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maskormenacelogs2014-08-05 11:22 pm
sassguard) wrote in maskormenacelogs2014-08-05 11:22 pm
bam! here's the plan
WHO: Commander Shepard, Major Alenko, and Major General Armstrong
WHERE: An abandoned warehouse somewhere in Heropa.
WHEN: A few days after Kaidan and Shepard's joint post.
WHAT: Some conversations are best had face to face.
WARNINGS: None expected, will update as necessary!
The text message that hits Olivier's communicator the day after Kaidan and Shepard's post on the network was unassuming enough, naming a street address, a time, and a date. Shepard figured he didn't need to explain more than that.
At the address, Olivier would find an empty warehouse, abandoned long enough that the outside was scrawled with graffiti, and the only entrance not chained shut was an almost-unnoticeable side door. Shepard was here early, dressed in civilian clothes instead of his usual police uniform, hands jammed into the pockets of the leather jacket he'd managed to dig up from somewhere while he leaned against an old rusted shipping container -- one of many still taking up room in the warehouse, though whether they have anything inside is a mystery.
Kaidan wasn't here yet, but Shepard expected him to show up any minute, probably annoyed that Shepard had elected to leave him behind instead of waiting around. By now, they'd managed to get started on looking into exactly where they should be headed, but they hadn't settled down on a destination -- or much of a plan -- just yet. He was curious about Olivier, and he has to admit agreeing to meet like this had half to do with the desire to satisfy some of that curiosity, and half seeing what she had to say.
She hadn't implied she was in possession of information she shouldn't be, but whatever her motives for wanting this meeting were, it should be interesting.
WHERE: An abandoned warehouse somewhere in Heropa.
WHEN: A few days after Kaidan and Shepard's joint post.
WHAT: Some conversations are best had face to face.
WARNINGS: None expected, will update as necessary!
The text message that hits Olivier's communicator the day after Kaidan and Shepard's post on the network was unassuming enough, naming a street address, a time, and a date. Shepard figured he didn't need to explain more than that.
At the address, Olivier would find an empty warehouse, abandoned long enough that the outside was scrawled with graffiti, and the only entrance not chained shut was an almost-unnoticeable side door. Shepard was here early, dressed in civilian clothes instead of his usual police uniform, hands jammed into the pockets of the leather jacket he'd managed to dig up from somewhere while he leaned against an old rusted shipping container -- one of many still taking up room in the warehouse, though whether they have anything inside is a mystery.
Kaidan wasn't here yet, but Shepard expected him to show up any minute, probably annoyed that Shepard had elected to leave him behind instead of waiting around. By now, they'd managed to get started on looking into exactly where they should be headed, but they hadn't settled down on a destination -- or much of a plan -- just yet. He was curious about Olivier, and he has to admit agreeing to meet like this had half to do with the desire to satisfy some of that curiosity, and half seeing what she had to say.
She hadn't implied she was in possession of information she shouldn't be, but whatever her motives for wanting this meeting were, it should be interesting.