thefinaljedi | 16th Transmission: Farewell to the Crew of the Normandy. [Voice/Action]

[It hadn't been hard to notice that Commander Shepard had returned home. Artoo had rolled into his room, her pistol carried in his outstretched claw, whistling and beeping. Luke shook his head and went to check it out, unsurprised to find Alia's spartan room completely devoid of anything. It was pretty thorough, and Luke guessed that the gun had been meant as a keepsake.

Which led him to go knocking on the door of the basement lab to see if Mordin was around. He hadn't seen the Salarian in a while, either. Oddly, it was unlocked, an unusual occurrence all on it's own. He headed down into it, and found everything neat and tidy, save for the Salarian's personal effects. A few obviously trapped books, a scribbled note, and a box filled with Medigel with a note "For the Clinic" on it indicated that he too had returned home.

With Ami kidnapped, Valentine's fast approaching, and his housemates either gone or preparing to leave for a camping trip, Luke was feeling his equilibrium slipping. Flipping open his journal, he sent out a broadcast.]

Hello everyone,

I regret to inform you that Commander Alia Shepard and Professor Mordin Solus have both returned to their world. They were good people, and Mordin saved a lot of lives during the last draft. If it's something you do, have a drink for them. They'd appreciate it.

If you have an appointment with me, I'm sorry, I'll have to cancel for the time being. I'll be in Good Spirits this evening, and tomorrow morning I'm heading into the mountains for some time to myself.

And Shepard, Mordin?

May the Force be with you.

[True to his word, Luke will be in Good Spirits for most of the evening, and he'll be around town packing up some supplies for some time in the mountains. Grab him anywhere around town.]

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[Saleh doesn't respond to the broadcast, but instead decides to seek out Luke at the Good Spirits. He wasn't one for normally hanging out there, nor does he understand how drinking actually makes people feel better. Regardless, he doesn't feel like he can leave the Jedi to brood alone. The broadcast was another reminder that either Ewan or himself can be sent home at any time. It is something Saleh is already fearing, despite the fact that Ewan had only arrived recently.]

[When Saleh enters the bar, he spots Luke and approaches him carefully.]

...Luke?

[Luke's just sitting there, sipping hot chocolate. He's not really brooding, but he looks tired. Stretched. He nods though, a polite bow of the head.]

Saleh.

[His tone sounds uncertain as he just stands there.]

Are you well...?

I've been better.

[Luke's voice is mild, but not unfriendly]

How about you?

I'm all right...

[He'll just get right to the point.]

I came here because I heard your announcement about your friends being sent home.

Ah.

[Luke shrugged]

They went home. It's better for them. But have a drink for their memory, it's what they'd want.

It is better for them. I trust you made the most of your time with them?

[Saleh agrees, but his face grows worried at the suggestion of the drink.]

Oh...I would, but I cannot seem to be able to drink those beverages without becoming extremely ill...

Of course. Professor Solus was a brilliant man. He saved a lot of lives on the draft. And Alia was a good friend.

[He shrugs]

I'm only drinking hot chocolate.

You mean when that virus transformed the population? In that case, we do owe him a great debt.

[But what? Only hot chocolate?]

Oh? I as under the impression that they served only alcoholic drinks here...

Yes, I do.

[Luke nodded]

You can order that, or tea. Or water. Alcohol isn't strictly necessary.

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