Shane looked around his living quarters. He had already finished with decoration, as he didn't have much important to him. Living as a refugee and soldier did that to a person. However, he did have a pair of photos resting on his desk. One was of him as a child, with his parents and a pet, smiling at the camera, and the other... It was a photo of him and Ricktor, taken the day before his life had been changed forever.
"There. All finished. Now then, I guess I'll go check out the game room, just to kill some time."
He said, slinging his coat back on and heading down the hall...