Team...whatsit.

[forgetfulmind]

WHO Ariadne, Amy Reese, Kaidan, Garrus, Sheppard? I think that's everyone.
WHAT Mingle post for the awesome team of soon-to-fail.
WHERE Up near the showline. Let's say... 3-I? Maybe they found a good campsite there, by the stream? I'm thinking Amy and Ariadne found the camp while Kaidan was off doing his open-log things. If there are objections to this, let me know! Happy to edit.
WHEN Wednesday - Friday
NOTES Tag around, form threads, mingle and do stuff. Time is flexible, and mods might toss in an attack or two, so be wary.

The campsite is a secluded clearing, close to the snow, colder than the low altitudes but perhaps safer. Rocky ledges provide some shelter from the elements, and a cold snow-fed stream flows by.

Wednesday night, after the camp is first established, a silver parachute drops in with a blanket and a box of matches.

After Garrus joins, more gifts come, in the form of food for him and a couple more blankets.

All in all, it's starting to feel more like a camping trip than a fight to the death.

Of course, this is soon to change.

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[implant]

Kaidan startles, shocking upwards when she asks if he's alright. Just because it was his blood drawn didn't mean he was the injured one. Shepard hit the tree hard and Kaidan knows she's battling down pain as if it was nothing. If she's lucky, she didn't break anything, but considering their luck of late? God, how is she even walking? Kaidan straightens up when she approaches, brown eyes flickering down to his feet as he keeps himself desperately steady. His body is tight, held still by sheer willpower-- and he stands like Shepard is once again his commanding officer. "I'll be fine in a bit." Does she even care why it happened? He's lucky he's learnt to function with migraines, or else moving right now would be impossible.

[galaxyherder]

"You and me both," she jokes, because it's just easier. It isn't really all that good of a joke though. Especially since it's a lie. She'll be feeling this for days, and she's no expert, but she's pretty sure his super-charged migraines don't just linger around for a minute or two.

"We're... pretty screwed up out here, aren't we?" she means that one though. On so many levels, she means it.

[implant]

Kaidan laughs, but it's a dark thing, not at all sounding like anything good. "Yeah, I'd say." They're a mess, and he's sure the crowd is just eating it up. It makes him feel dirty, the idea that all this was caught on camera. What just happened was supposed to be private-- but nothing ever is here, a fact Kaidan is memorizing slowly. Just one of the things he's going to need to get used to.

[galaxyherder]

She offers a smile, a small one, but genuine. "We'll get through it though," she says and reaches out to touch his shoulder. A friendly gesture, but it doesn't linger long. "We always get through it."

She can't bring herself to say that she doesn't really feel so certain of that this time. Rats in a cage rigged up like a time bomb, and all she has is a blade, a blanket and the clothes on her back. Now of course, she has Garrus and... she has Kaidan too, she thinks. She hopes. And hope? Well, she could do with a little more of that.

[implant]

Kaidan offers her a smile in response to the touch; something that actually warms his eyes instead of just being put on to calm others. "Sometimes." The destruction of the Normandy is still a fresh wound. "We'll definitely need better luck for that." Kaidan feels like something has changed between them, that there's something old settling back between them. He's not sure if he wants to part with that yet.

[galaxyherder]

Its good to see some light in his eyes. To feel, if only a little, like there's some understanding between them. She knows that they can't possibly just go back to how they were, but, for now at lest, they can only go up from here.

"Maybe a little," she agrees, lightheartedly. Because isn't that an understatement. Luck hasn't exactly been on their side lately.