Unforgiven Past - Unforgotten Service

[Kaze]

Office Foxtrot Alpha, Alpha Section, Fort Bragg
LIBCENTCOM, Planet Manhattan
16/6/823AS

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The only sound filling the room was the sound of the cigarette smoke being pushed out from her mouth. The walls were decorated with awards, medals and holo-photographs of meetings with several Sirius VIP's and events that she recognized here and there. Sitting in one of the chairs, facing the Admiral's desk, her back was to the door as she continued to smoke and let every detail on the office sink in.

On the dark maple wooden desk, there would lie a sleeping console, a couple of eye-catching ornaments, much alike the ones found in libraries, plenty of different papers and documents, and small traces of the personality of Alan Jones. It seemed that not much has changed in the years and in the admirals, as she remembered the state of David Hale's desk as well. A mess, no doubt, but such was the way that both men worked, apparently.

She wondered if Jones also kept a bottle of Dublin Single Malt in the second drawer... Alongside a loaded blaster gun. She fought the urge to tamper with it, to provide security to her stay in this office. After all, she was still one of Liberty's most wanted and here she was.. Sitting in the office of the Fleet Admiral of the Liberty Navy, a person that knew who she truly was. In the back of her mind she cursed herself for seemingly following the same footsteps that once threw her into a two year long torture session at the hands of a madman.

"I wonder if the madman now is in the past... or in the future."
She thought as the smoke permeated the air.
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[08:11 PM] Dusty Lens said: Well in that case. NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUKE & #SAVAGE & #STORIES