#heshtok

I decided today was a day to expand on the line Kaidan has in the Citadel DLC. “Did I ever tell you about my casino run in with the vorcha mafia? Five thousand credits and a bottle of whiskey? Actually, never mind.” I always thought he really should tell Shepard that story after bringing it up, but didn’t tell it because it had a chance to change the way they looked at him, because he wasn’t always as straight-laced as the Kaidan they knew and loved. Day Five: Nov. 17 – Memories While studying the effects of eezo and helping other human biotics had been a worthwhile goal after leaving BAaT, Kaidan had gotten slightly bored being isolated for so long—at least he had learned control, over himself and his biotics, had even helped a couple kids learn similar control, but the colony was small and there was only so much he could do there. The death blow he’d hit Vyrnnus with made him cautious, keeping his biotics on a tight leash, even when helping the kids tap into their full potential, but maybe him killing Vyrnnus was inevitable, teaching him a valuable life lesson. Vyrnnus may have been awful, his methods brutal and sadistic, but he had helped; with his death, Kaidan had vowed not to ever let himself lose control like that ever again, no matter how many lives he’d saved that day by removing him from the picture. One year after Vyrnnus’ demise, Conatix had folded under the investigation of bringing the turians on in the first place even though they’d done their best to hide what had happened out at Jump Zero, and four years later, he’d finally come to terms with the fact that even if he didn’t mean to kill him, Vyrnnus’ death had been a necessary evil, and if someone had tried hard enough the turian menace—who’d made two years, and then the next four of coping with what he’d done a living hell—could’ve been saved. Returning from the edge of the galaxy, he’d found himself planet hopping, finding passage on any ship that didn’t mind having a biotic on board, even if he kept to himself most of the time, was hard enough, and that was before he’d been accidentally left behind on the space station orbiting the planet Heshtok. It had been a simple supply drop for the Vorcha home world, and he’d wandered off the ship to stretch his legs while they refueled and restocked the ship as best they could with the limited supplies the Vorcha had to offer; they didn’t like dealing with the outside world, but with so few resources they didn’t have much choice. His footsteps made a metallic clanging sound as he walked. Neon lights flashed, giving him a headache, but he followed the lights and sounds, finding the closest bar inside a casino and immediately ordering a bottle of whiskey as he glanced around…the casino was dingy and crowded—obviously a tourist trap the vorcha had installed to funnel credits from ordinary and unsuspecting victims, their entire culture built around combat. But Kaidan was anything but ordinary.

Reapers: intimidate them

vorcha: okay you killed one city but so what I can take you.

Reapers: ... okay, lets remove their water supply.

*one week later*

Vorcha: okay it sucked but now my body doesn't need water to survive.

oh my god the dance community is SO awful, id been in ballet since i was 2 and quit a few yrs ago

yeah same i only quit when i left high school cause it's not like i was a) going to go anywhere with dance or b) able to find another studio i could pay for at my university and c) the dance courses at my university were only for dance majors 

i dont hate u and neither do my friends we got u bruh

:,) M ilu

heshtok replied to your post “lmao more bayarea folk hate me fanimes gonna b a trip”

ill kick their asses

good good <3

legion we gotta hang during fanime and steer clear of these kids

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what happened?? did you talk to [redacted] or something