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[Appearance-wise, besides a few new scars, Kang hasn't changed one bit. There's a much more content aura around him though, probably due to the fact that six months after he'd woken up, so had his mate and children. He's sitting in the tavern with them, and he's ~~roughhousing~~ going over hand-to-hand combat with the four kids on the stage, about five feet tall, while Fonrar watches.]

[Ten years on Stacy can do a lot to a man. In Ronon's case, his hair has barely started to grey but he's still retained his dreadlocks. He still stands tall but as with his instructing buddy Kang, there's a more patient aura about him. He'll never fully be content on the meatship, but he does what he can. His presence isn't as wild and intimidating as it used to be, rather intimidating in the way that demands respect.]

Watch your footing. Don't lean too much on your right leg. And always look at your opponent in the eyes.

[Ronon's off in one corner of the tavern with a single student ~~intimidating them for shits and giggles~~ having a private catch-up lesson.]

You hear that, Yana? You do the same thing. Remember, don't broadcast your moves.

[One of them huffs and twitches her tail.]

"I do not!"

[Another grins at her and grabs that leg, knocking her to the ground.]

"Do too!"

[And, as is typical between Yana and Brevo, they end up brawling, rolling off the stage.]

Kyle laughed softly, and warm as he watched Kang teach his children. Family was a wonderful thing, all the more so here. "They're certainly getting big. Sure you'll still be able to keep up with them?"

Laughing, Kang pinned one of them down, only to have another jump on his back and try to pull him off. He still had a good two feet and several pounds of muscle on them, though, so Kali was unsuccessful. Hissing, she motioned for Grosk to help her, and working together, they managed to flip him on his back, and all four pinned him down good.

"Damn, you got me. Good job."

Fonrar grinned, leaning on the bar, "That's enough for today. Let your father up." The younglings scrambled up, giving each other high fives and laughing.

Chuckling, Kang sat up, "Not for much longer, at this rate. At least, not when they all work together like that."

"Well I think they're father's training might just have a little bit to do with it." Kyle said as he pulled up a stool at the bar. He had to admit he was just a little jealous of Kang. "So anything new at the bar? Not that I mind the cactus juice."

"I've helped," Fonrar pointed out, poking him with a claw. "He's just got decades more experience on me."

The younglings paired off to continue roughhousing, giving the adults a chance to talk. Nodding, Kang stood up and joined his mate, standing just close enough to her so that their wings touched, "Actually, that last planet we were on, I found some reasonably priced beer and picked up a few kegs."

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"Really?" he asked clearly excited. He may have grown accustomed to life on Stacy, but that didn't mean he'd given up hope of the occasional bit of comfort. "Well I'd certainly like some please. I'll have to tell Tycho, and bring him down here before it runs out."

Kang grinned and disappeared into the back, returning with a tankard and handing it to Kyle, "They called it Syradian Sunset, if I remember right. I made sure to grab the recipe and a few seeds of the wheat for hydroponics."

"Only after I reminded you," Fon teased, punching him in the shoulder.

Kyle laughed at Fon's comment before taking a sip. It went down smooth, and with just a pleasant hint of bitterness. He hadn't had anything this good in a while. "This is fantastic. You got the recipe you say? If you need any help with that just let me know. I'm going to have to order a keg of this for the next squadron party."

"I would have remembered!" Kang answered almost indignantly, but with fondness.

"Uh huh. Five minutes after we left?"

"You don't have any faith in your mate?"

She snorted, "I know how forgetful you can be sometimes, idiot."

Kang shrugged one shoulder in defeat and leaned back on the bar. "I just sell it. Brewing is someone else's job."

[Ol' Shepard watches the Kang and his family do their training. She would usually not pay attention to it, having chosen to walk her pet varren, fido. Of course, you couldn't blame woman for stopping by her usual hangout. She was almost as scarred as her former pit-fighting dog was, though instead of long gashes, she had dozens of tiny mark across her face and neck.

The Varren looked excited as it watched the kids with patient, but entertained eyes. It's muscles tensing as it felt the music of combat. Shepard looked down at her pet and gave its leash a light tug.]

Eeaassy there, big boy. Don't want to give the wrong impressions.

[Fido only glanced up his master and whined]

[Kang notices Shepard, and disengages from the younglings, letting Fonrar take over where he left off. She's almost as good as he is, not as strong, but quicker, more agile.]

He misses the pits, huh?

Mm, all Varren are naturally. You can't change 10,000 years of predatory nature. [Shepard gave a small nod, staring down at her 'mutt'] Then again, I think the former champ just misses attracting all the ladies with fame.

[Fido gave a another whine and swayed its tail in response. Shepard looked back up at Kang and nodded her head toward his family] How's the family life treating you? Any of them hit their rebellious stage yet or is worrying about what one of them is going to do with the family hovercar still a ways off?

[If she were smiling, you could swear there were was humor in there]

[He gave Fido a pat on the head, making sure it saw his hand move.]

Having to do it the hard way, then.

[Laughing, Kang crosses his arms over his chest.]

Oh, we made sure they learned the consequences of misbehaving early.

[ the Varren closed its maw and rubbed it head against Kang's hand affectionately. It likes being pet when it can manage to get it, even if Shepard spoiled him with plenty already.]

[She raised an eyebrow and her scarred half of her lip curled lightly.] You laugh now, but before you know it Yana is going to come home with rainbow colored scales and want to be a Bene Gesseritt maiden.

[Not that she had a problem with that set of belief, but it worked well to make the point go across.]

[Kang wasn't a pet person, but Fido had helped him out on more than one occasion, so he indulged it in pettings every now and then.]

...I highly doubt she'd want to join that group. She doesn't have the patience.

[Yana tugged on Brevo's tail and grinned smugly as he fell back; he hissed, rounding on her, and the two tumbled to the ground, only to be broken up by Fonrar pinning them both on their backs and growling at them in warning.]

[Fido looked to have calmed down enough, so with different tug, Shepard released it from its leash.]

[The commander's smirk grew a little at Kang's answer.] Didn't deny the scale-job though. There may be hope for you yet.

[Her focus went back to the commotion the broke out and Fonrar's quick response. Fido helped out a minute later, having leaped his way up the stage and casually liking the faces of both the pinned dragonkids.]

You and your wife doing alright?

If she wants to look ridiculous...

[Kang shrugged. He knew she wouldn't; her clutchmates would torment her endlessly for it. Grosk and Kali laughed as Fon let them up with a snort and a muttered comment, and Fido was shoved away with shouts of, "Gross!" and "Stop!"]

Mate, not wife. You keep forgetting. And we're fine.

[Totally teasing, though. Said mate looked at him and rolled her eyes with a grin at the kids' antics, crouching down and giving Fido scritches on the head.]

You're teenagers at some point. It can be as ridiculous as possible, but it just has to be different. I remember I wanted full body tattoo that looked like ancient Assari matriarch markings back when when I was 16.

[Shepard shrugged. She wasn't really trying to make a statement, just small talk.]

[the ragged Varren gave a low purr in delight as Fonrar scratched him in all the right places. His long black and silver tail wagged, eyeing all the kids to see what they would do now. It wanted in.]

Full body? Doesn't it hurt to get tattoos?

[The younglings joined in the scritches with grins, turning the varren into a puddle of goo.]

Teenagers aren't really smart either.

[Shepard winked.] I had to save my allowance for nearly a year and almost got there if it weren't for my boyfriend at the time talking me out of it.

[Oh yes, Fido was in Varren heaven now, sliding down to lay on its side as it purred as loud as possible.]

[Kang laughed, shaking his head.]

Good thing you had someone there to talk some sense into you.

[Claws are very good for scritches. After a few minutes, they all stopped, and Grosk thumped Fido's side once and flared his wings slightly, silently asking if he wanted to play.]