The Parking Lot, Monday Afternoon

[not_a_whiner]

Ordinarily, Kaidan might not've been so eager to show off his biotics to a near-stranger. Actually, he still wasn't really eager about that part: it had just been almost a week since he'd been able to see action, and he wanted to make sure his body was ready to get back into it.

So to speak.

Not dirty.

Look-- just don't.

After a little back-and-forth about safe locations to do this, they'd settled on this parking lot. (For some reason, Dean had been adamant about it. Something about his car.) So-- well, having done his morning exercise and had his (extensive) lunch, Kaidan... was going to go to the parking lot. Where he was standing right now. Waiting.

[ kaidan is here for dean, but post can be open if you need to use the parking lot. ]

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[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

Like a creeper. Careful there, Kaidan. Someone might mistake you for Derek.

Dean put a still cold six pack down on the hood of the Impala, making his best 'so unimpressed with this magic bullshit' face. Which was pretty good because he'd gotten to use it a lot in the past year. "Hey."

[not_a_whiner]

No, see, Derek was more 'brooding with faint air of badtouch', Kaidan leaned towards 'awkward with a pole shoved up his...' well, you know.

"Hey," he returned, giving Dean a little nod with his head. "That the car?"

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

Dean gave it a fond pat. "That's my baby. '67 Chevy Impala. Can't get a nicer car."

It saved the world and all.

[not_a_whiner]

Kaidan whistled. "I haven't seen a car this old in a long time," he said, walking closer to inspect it. "Can't fly, huh."

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"Since it's a car, no." Plus Dean's issues with flying and all.

[not_a_whiner]

"There's not a lot of non-flying cars where I come from," Kaidan said. "...The Mako, sure, but the Mako was... different. Anyway, it's not an insult. I just haven't seen one of these in a while." Beat. "Can I touch it?"

He was kind of a tech nerd.

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"Just be gentle," Dean replied. "My baby's a lady."

[not_a_whiner]

"I promise to be a gentleman," Kaidan said, already running his hands over the hood.

Seriously. Retro-geek heaven.

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"Had to rebuild her a few years back, but she runs like a dream," Dean said proudly. Because anyone who appreciated beauty like that was okay.

Unlike that guy who had no taste and liked garden gnomes.

[not_a_whiner]

"You redid the whole thing from scratch?" Kaidan asked, looking up. "Can't say I've ever tried that."

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"It was a project," Dean replied. A project to work through the whole 'Dad went to hell to keep me alive' aspect of the accident. "But she was worth it. This car has never let me down."

[not_a_whiner]

"How fast does she run?" Kaidan asked, looking up. "I mean, I'm not a pilot or anything, but..."

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"Want to find out?" No, Dean. He didnt want to run from local cops the week classes started.

[not_a_whiner]

Kaidan tilted his head at Dean in the fashion of a guy who had kind of grown used to being dragged into doing intensely reckless things. "Sure," he decided.

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

Mmmmm. Sweet enabling.

"Hope you didn't have a big lunch," Dean said, opening the driver side door and sliding in once that six pack was safely stored in the back.

[not_a_whiner]

"I usually don't if I'm going to be anywhere near a vehicle," Kaidan said, sliding into the shotgun seat. "My old commander wasn't exactly a stellar driver."

... Okay, he'd had a big-ish lunch. But not that big.

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"Don't worry, she's plenty safe," Dean replied, starting up the engine with a roar. "You've got health insurance, right?"

Nevermind that now, he was already pulling out of the parking spot to spin the car out toward the exit.

[not_a_whiner]

Well, at least unlike the Mako, this car had a panic bar...

"I'm good," Kaidan stressed.

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"Awesome."

And in went the the tape of AC/DC. Hope you liked metal, Kaidan.

[not_a_whiner]

Metal, hard rock, whatever it was--

... Okay, it was a little loud for Kaidan, but he'd deal. "We can head out somewhere quieter," he called, feeling oddly like he should be yelling. "Safer with the biotics."

Why had he thought this was a good idea, again?

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"Not that kind of boy," Dean replied, raising his voice to be heard over the music. Because he was a dick. But he was already turning off to get them away from more populated areas.

Which was also the best area to show off how fast the car was.

[not_a_whiner]

Because Kaidan was Kaidan, he swung an alarmed look in Dean's direction. (Well, alarmed and slightly aggrieved.) "Not what I meant," he said.

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

Dean shot him a look on back, trying not to snicker at him. "You're even easier to get pissy than Sam."

[not_a_whiner]

"Can you take the music down just a notch?" Kaidan shot back.

They were up for some real Odd Couple shenanigans right here. Or... no shenanigans at all. Kaidan was involved.

... Keep an eye out for the vorcha mafia.

[6buckstohisname.livejournal.com]

"Sorry, car rules. Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts their cake hole."