Who: Rafe Garo and Kim Lee. What: They have the Normandy, but they're greedy. So they go looking for the nearest Relay. When: Monday night. Where: Local Cluster space, aboard the Normandy. Warnings: Mild?
For a few weeks, just having the Normandy had been enough to keep them amused. They'd called in spacers from every corner of their own planet to have a look at the ship, to make sure it was space worthy. After they'd figured that out for certain, it was only a matter of time before they tested it. With EDI's help at the helm, they were able to take to the sky, even if they didn't go far. They even had a halfway decent pilot to help them out with those short jaunts. Like always, though, Rafe wasn't satisfied with completing the first step. If the Normandy had arrived, who knew what else would be out there. Did it come with the ruins on Mars? The Relays? The Citadel? He couldn't just not know. It would drive him crazy.
Luckily, Kim had felt the same way. They were both entirely too curious for their own good. There were a thousand different ways that this could turn out badly. How would anyone in Citadel space react to the Normandy showing up without Shepard? What if they zapped themselves in to the Terminus Systems on accident, and ended up stranded somewhere ridiculously hostile, like Tuchanka? If everyone still there saw them as who they used to be, like EDI did, that could cause a lot of problems. Not that they needed to worry about that just yet. They still had to get to the Relay first.
Rafe felt a little weird about sitting in Joker's chair, and Garrus felt weird about being on the bridge at all. It was the second best option to looming over the galaxy map, though. He didn't know if he could stand there at all without feeling Shepard staring at him. Instead, he took over Joker's spot, amusing himself with the automatic controls. They were somewhere out past Jupiter, gleefully spitting in the face of everything NASA had been working on for the last forty years.