kanadian: (Worried af)
Major Kaidan Alenko ([personal profile] kanadian) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs2016-09-24 07:25 pm

Could you beam me up

WHO: Kaidan and Shepard ™
WHERE: A laser tag arena in Heropa
WHEN: Tuesday evening (9/27)
WHAT: Nerds on a nerd date
WARNINGS: Sugar contents are high



[ After all the madness that had gone on over the weekend, Kaidan was sure they were both feeling rusty.

Put two marines, who were used to being in the middle of a war, into a relatively mundane place -- events notwithstanding -- and they definitely seemed to let things go, at least a little bit. Then again... could anyone blame them, after dealing with the distinct possibility of death for as long as they had?
]

Ready, Commander?

[ It's mostly joking, at this point -- with a hip check to boot -- but they look ridiculous in their gear -- mostly designed to be easy to hit, but... well, this was how two grown marines could at least have some fun and feel productive. Which was the point, really. ]

I'm pretty sure I paid them enough so it's ten to two... [ A grin. ] Wanna call bets for how long they'll last?
sassguard: (♜ booyah!)

[personal profile] sassguard 2016-09-26 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The armor had very definitively been designed for someone smaller than Shepard, and it bulged our awkwardly in places, but he laughed and hip-checked Kaidan back, shaking his head. ]

Ready as I'll ever be, Major. [ He'd had half a thought to bringing Mako around but ... well, that idea had been firmly quashed. ]

As for how long we're gonna last, it depends. Are we dealing with people or VIs? [ He'd seen options for both coming in, but he'd honestly been happy to leave it up to Kaidan to arrange the specifics. ]
sassguard: (are you sure that's a good idea)

[personal profile] sassguard 2016-09-28 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That drew a laugh out of Shepard, and a pleased flush, hefting the gun in his hands (far lighter than a real weapon with less than a third of the range) and shifting on his feet. ]

I hope they were the good stories.

[ Then again, considering what they'd lived through, it wasn't likely that Kaidan didn't have any interesting ones to share.

The siren blared, signaling the start of the match, and Shepard snapped to attention, silently motioning Kaidan to move along the opposite side of the obstacle in front of them, watching for more trouble. They'd have their work cut out for them holding off on biotics, but just because it was a game didn't mean Shepard wasn't going to take this seriously. ]
Edited 2016-09-28 23:42 (UTC)
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[personal profile] sassguard 2016-09-30 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Great. No pressure.

[ He flashed a grin over his shoulder, but his expression grew serious quickly, especially when he caught sight of movement in the shadows over Kaidan's shoulder, and he hoisted the laser gun up, aiming and squeezing the trigger in a smooth motion.

The scoreboard lit up, flashing as points were added to their team's tally, and the distant circle of someone else's vest flared and died -- resetting for the five seconds it would take before Shepard could shoot at them again. At the same time, a pair of their opponents tore around the corner, ready to strafe them with more laser fire while Shepard was still pointed towards the first enemy he'd taken down. ]
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[personal profile] sassguard 2016-10-07 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ Shepard responded with his own affirmation, a quick nudge back to show that he hadn't missed Kaidan nearly taking out his would-be attackers. It wasn't often they got the chance to play like this, but like Kaidan, his muscles were too accustomed. to the motions of actual battle, mimicking recoil and instinctively holding stances that would be better suited for a heavier weapon.

The police had engaged in activities like this a time or two, and what Shepard had learned that revival was the trickiest mechanic to keep track of -- since you couldn't reliably tell how many were active again after the cooldown expired. Moving in the opposite direction from Kaidan, he paused at the edge of a block, scanning an intersection.

The flashing red in his peripheral vision alerted him to imminent attack, and he ducked and rolled out of the way as swiftly as he dared, hitting the floor in a crouch and swearing softly when he heard heavy footfalls circling closer.

Probably going to have to go for a suicide run just to break out and regroup with Kaidan, he decided. He risked peeking around the corner, trying to figure out how far Kaidan was from him. ]
sassguard: (this oughta be good)

[presses ffwd]

[personal profile] sassguard 2016-11-21 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ It takes longer than Shepard would like, falling back into the rhythm -- duck, roll, and shoot -- and he doesn't get away without getting tagged a few times himself. But by fifteen minutes in, both he and Kaidan are warmed enough that they're moving seamlessly again, trading shots and covering each other more with instinct than conscious thought.

Except instead of being on a battlefield, they're playing a game, and they aren't trying to fight for any reason other than for fun. It feels good to push himself, even if consciously not using his biotics is actually a challenge, and by the end of it he's laughing, breathless and red-faced from the exhilaration.

Of course, they win -- with some good-natured grumbling from Kaidan's workers that they'd make sure not to underestimate them, next time. After a celebratory round of drinks at the nearest bar, they break up for the night, leaving Kaidan and Shepard to walk home, arm in arm and Shepard a touch tipsier than he'd meant to be. ]


Not a bad day. [ He murmured, nudging Kaidan in the side to offer a playful grin. ] We should do it more often.