So don't think you know a thing about a thing you know nothing about

[renegadedriving]

Who: Cam and Shepard

What: Breakfast out! . . . To warn the kid about Conrad.

When: Backdated to the 13th

Where: . . . Someplace that serves breakfast!


[You know, Conrad is pretty harmless at home, provided he doesn't have a gun with the safety off. But around here, Shepard's taking care of a whole lot of kids, and she's a little bit afraid that he'll try to impress her by impressing them. Or tell them her less child-safe war stories.]

[Cam, being the kid she sees the most often thanks to their breakfast tradition, is the first person she's warning. She doesn't raise the topic until they're into the restaurant and the Swanmon at the front shows them to their table.]

So. Have you been watching the network the past few days?

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[renegadedriving]

It does solve a lot of problems with people who harass you.

. . .

Have I ever told you about the reporter I punched?

[headup_stickontheice]

Wha, no! [You're too excited about this, kid.] What happened? What were they doing? Did it leave a bruise?

[renegadedriving]

[Shepard laughs and leans forward to rest her arms on the table.]

So, we'd had this huge battle, right? I had some sway in how things turned out. I had the human fleet send help to a ship that was in serious trouble.

[She pauses for a moment, thinking of how to explain this.]

It was... Think the whole Air Force One thing in America. It had the entire governing council for galactic society on board, as well as about ten thousand others.

[She grins, and there's an obvious pride to it.]

So this woman begs me for an interview while I'm in the middle of heading to a mission, in full armor and everything. And when I finally agree, she starts in with these leading questions, accusing me of being a traitor to my people, because most of the lives we saved were alien.

[Shepard grins wider.]

And hell yeah, it left a bruise.

[headup_stickontheice]

[Cam listens, enraptured, as Shepard tells her story, and his grin just spreads and spreads. Dang, she really was like a super hero back in her world.]

Wow. That's...that is seriously amazing, Miss Shepard. You're kinda badass.

[renegadedriving]

[Shepard laughs, but certainly doesn't refute that statement.]

I'll admit, the two best parts of my job are punching out sleazebags and aliens naming male children "Jane".

[headup_stickontheice]

Well, it's a good thing you're good at it.