25 Unicorn Street, Thursday Afternoon

[on_her_korhal]

She had explosion-proofed, people-proofed and squirrel-proofed making everything happening in that particular room NFB the blocked-off bedroom, which she had started mentally referring to as her command centre already. Work was almost finished on the basics: Kerrigan had already begun calibrating scanners to alert her if the Warp Gate reopened. At this rate, in a few weeks, she could get started on communications.

And then she'd had the stellar idea of using one of the - antique - computers she'd installed to work on next week's class. Tamper with the sim plans a little, remember her own path on her first mission on Antiga, project a few things... That had lasted about ten minutes before she marched out of the room, pulled three beers out of the fridge, and collapsed on the couch.

Two weeks was just not long enough to forget Antiga Prime.

She started drinking before she did something stupid like wonder if she ever would.

"Ghosts never stop thinking, Mike. Biggest truth I've ever told. Like it matters." Because thin air and empty space made for great conversationalists. "Heh." At least being alone meant her mind wasn't serving up any extra background chatter.

[ open if you want to deal with the totallynot!emo; yay extended canon! ]

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[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

A faint - if slightly bitter, in the face of earlier not!emo - smirk pulled on the side of her mouth. "I'm very good," she said.

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Cassandra's eyes widened and she looked down at her feet. "Huh." She considered kneeling down and digging up part of the yard to get a look, but figured that wouldn't be appreciated.

"Are you a teacher," she asked, lacking anything more interesting to talk about.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Lieutenant Sarah Kerrigan," she said, coolly, like the introduction had rolled out a million times before over the past two weeks. "Tactics. I take it you're a student?"

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

She nodded, "Cassandra. I'm new."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," she said, her legs crossing in the doorway. "I could tell. Don't damage the security system. Any part of it."

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Another nod, "You probably want me to go away," Cassandra added, eying the way Kerrigan was standing.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"You're giving me a headache," Kerrigan noted, mildly irritable. "If you wanted to talk to me, I've got office hours, you know. You don't have to try to break into my house."

She was getting tired of people breaking into her house.

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

"Oh... um... sorry?" She considers paths out of the yard, "I guess I'll just... go?"

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Office hours are on Tuesday," Kerrigan deadpanned, tipping the door to close with her foot as she stepped back inside.

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Cassandra stood where she was for a moment, examining the terrain around the house. She was too deep into the yard to avoid the pressure sensors on the way out, but she might be able to make it in some other time. Then she could check out the internal security system.

She hadn't been kidding: Cassandra really did like a challenge.

For now, though, she simply walked back to the street, continuing her exploration of Fandom.