Office Hours, Tuesday All Day

Kerrigan had coffee and painkillers.

She also had a lot of wiring and was probably located under the desk fiddling with the computer for most of the day. Hey, you never knew when it was going to come in handy to get things a little more... up to date.

Especially with those students around.

[ open hours open hours happy hours ]

25 Unicorn Street, Tuesday Night

Kerrigan settled in the command room with a deep sigh. Ass impacting the chair, it took her about half a minute to realise that one of the scanners was bleeping. A lot.

She sat up immediately, slamming commands into the ancient keyboards. In a few moments, she had all her answers: she pulled the Ghost armor out of the corner, suited up, and left the house for the causeway under the cover of darkness.

[ Kerrigan leaving the island in the night is FB, everything else isn't. establishy! ]