Secluded Section of the Beach, Tuesday Early Evening

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan dropped a basket -- with light finger foods, mostly fruit and vegetables; a half-dozen bottles of water; and a half-dozen bottles of Gatorade -- on the beach, rolling out his shoulders.

"So," he said, grinning at his sparring partner, "winner gets first choice of food?"

[For the one, and for SP.]

Comments

[not_in_the_book]

"But crazy stunts are what I do!" Ronan insisted, laughing back. "Armour sounds good, though, yeah. What's it designed to stand up to?"

[not_a_whiner]

"Biotic attacks, gunfire, explosions," Kaidan said. "Just your run-of-the-mill stuff."

You know. If you were Kaidan, and you used to run after people who did crazy stunts on a regular basis. Crazier, in fact, than what Ronan had just pulled.

He glanced up.

"And, uh... hate to break it to you, but what you do these days? Is teach high school kids how to go camping."