[Video: Saturday Night, Week 31] Landfall

[standsentinel]

[With night fallen, the shore that Kaidan's standing on is much like many a patch of shoreline along the coast, not immediately recognizable as a set location and likely on purpose. He looks fit, if a bit more tired around the eyes and face than his last appearance on the network, but seems to have survived the sea voyage intact. The light he's speaking by is firelight, and a few crates of unloaded goods can be spotted, along with the edge of some very makeshift tents. (Or, really, canopies, scavenged from packing, open on all sides but enough to hopefully keep rain off.)]

Well, we made it. The drugs are in production, and we picked up some interesting stuff, and an interesting person, along the way. We've got a long walk ahead of us, with cargo, if we do it on foot, so if anyone's around that has access to some faster transport, I'd definitely appreciate it.

Message me privately if you can help out -- I don't want to give exact location details on an open broadcast, but we can co-ordinate if you contact me.

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[kettchmeifyoucan]

[He's managed to work for something that isn't the flightsuit. BUt he still has the cloak. Because the cloak is awesome.]

We have fast transport somewhere?

[He needs to know these things!]

[standsentinel]

[Kaidan gives Wes a once-over as the feed pops up and winces, but the wincing is tempered by coming from a time and place where obnoxious holograms and lighting are considered an awesome Saturday night. At least it's not Blasto merch.]

Depending on how fast you're used to it still might not compare, but yeah -- wheeled armoured transport, a handful of 'em. Battery-powered, all-terrain, and a hell of a lot faster than horses.

Less with the kicking and the crapping on you, too.

[kettchmeifyoucan]

Better than nothing, anyway.

[Seriously, why has no one told him about these?]

Any boom? Just... for the record?

[Always need to know what they can use to blow things up!]

[standsentinel]

Hah -- no, that's the one thing separating them from all my horrifying memories of our frigate's ground transport. Or my memories of my old CO repeatedly driving it off mountains because it was a shortcut anyway.

[There may or may not be a reaction from off camera about this, as both the old CO and another of her crew are hanging out at the landing site with him. Kaidan looks smugly teasing in an off-screen direction for a moment all the same.]

You a tank driver, pilot, that sort of thing?

[kettchmeifyoucan]

[He looks mildly disappointed at the lack of boom. He does like a good explosion]

Starfighter pilot. You've got one of my old CO's on that ship with you, actually.

[standsentinel]

[Well, starfighter rules out the early 21st century people... Kaidan's brows furrow briefly as he looks Wes over and maps his age up against...]

Skywalker? If he's your old CO, just how young does your military promote people? I mean, not that he's not capable, good guy in a fight, especially with that whole Force thing, but... damn.

[kettchmeifyoucan]

Timelines get kriffed up on top of all this dimension stuff.

[He is trying very hard not to remember that time he hit on Darth Vader's wife]

Luke's about ten years behind me. But we did end up promoting pretty young back in the Rebellion.

[standsentinel]

Generally if you're calling something a Rebellion, you don't have the luxury of a multi-year military academy, no.

[Kaidan's interest is perked, enough for him to offer that]

If you think you can pick up how to handle one of these as a crash course, and feel like picking us up get in touch with Tony Stark -- they're his toys, although he's pretty good about sharing.

[kettchmeifyoucan]

We tended to be pretty unorthodox back then. Enough improvising that I can probably pick up handling the ground vehicles.

[standsentinel]

Just don't drive it off the side of any mountains because it looks like a shortcut and you should do fine.

[There's a little bit too much of a haunted look in Kaidan's eyes for that to be entirely a joke.]

See you at the rendezvous, then. Janson, right?

[kettchmeifyoucan]

[There is a story there. He will have to ask after it at some point.]

THink I can handle that. Janson out.