Hello, Fandomites, and welcome back to Zakera Ward, one of the commercial and artisinal centers of the Citadel ( Read more... )

The majority of the day was going to be swallowed up by the trip to the Wards - for those who decided to go along with that, anyway. That didn't mean there wasn't time to relax on the Presidium.

Artificial night had given way to artificial day again on the Presidium, as diplomats and other high-class workers zipped across the bridges or through ( Read more... )

The group from Fandom arrived at the Presidium early into the afternoon, having travelled by shuttle. Upon first glance, it might have looked like an oddly disk-shaped but otherwise familiar garden city, blue skies up above, grass and trees below, and a long river crossed by many bridges-- but if you stared up for long enough, it would start to ( Read more... )

Fandom's portal spat them out in a sizable, if empty, room. They'd have several moments to compose themselves... and then the double doors at the far side of the room opened up, supplying a young woman in an Alliance uniform - a uniform that should be familiar to anyone who'd ever met Kaidan. At her side stood an old, grey, balding man in an ( Read more... )