Flectere Si Nequeo Superos..

[Kaze]

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The typical Steiner lack of control. They could appear as statues almost, but their voice betrayed them fully. A small detail that Kaze has learned from observing Victor. Even if Edmund appeared to be better at controlling himself than Victor. She looked at Edmund, the eyes clearly fatigued, a symptom of not enough sleep. The cheeks were somewhat sunken as well, thus not having a proper intake of food. Her eyebrow rose as the questions were asked. Breathing in calmly, she started to reply.

"In the offensive there were not enough pilots to fly the B-27-E's that were assigned to drop the close range arty shields. I was forced to choose between following your orders and allowing a company to cave in and die, or to do my duty."

She straightened herself, flexing her right hand behind her back, while she remembered the crash, and how she decided not stop there, while she removed the exo combat suit from a dead resistance soldier.

"As for not reporting my actions, the out of planet link is still not at full capacity, being used only for priority comms. I fail to see how my participation can be classified as a priority, sir. To add to that, I knew very well I would be recalled as soon the knowledge of my participation would reach your hands. And those men and women need all the help they can get, sir."

Relaxing somewhat, she eyed Admiral Steiner and tensed her jaw, knowing very well what was to come. She would pay whatever debt or penalty there was to be paid, she decided so back in Leeds, for it was the right decision in her mind, through and through. Yet, her path and belief did not allowed her to act in complacency. Or to assume defeat, no matter what. It was what brought her back home at last, more than two years ago. Thus, bait and read.

"Is that all sir?"

She asked without removing her eyes and rising her eyebrow again, showing off an arrogant look.

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[08:11 PM] Dusty Lens said: Well in that case. NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUKE & #SAVAGE & #STORIES