Distortion

[Omicron]

“No. I won’t. It is better if this conversation never happened.”

Looking straight into his eyes to confirm fully that his subordinate comprehends the importance of this request, though its tone matched that of a direct order. Even if he did not take advantage of this situation, he would neither display cards that he was dealt.

“One more thing, Commander.” Admiral stopped the over enjoyed Marquez from storming right off or at least that was Admiral thought he could do in a moment's notice. He still had some parting words and a warning to give. “This request has been granted for two reasons, albeit both can be condensed to a single point. You are no good to us right now, as both human and a soldier. You ought to know that your uniform, other than simply getting you in, also protects you from simply ending up as an unnamed corpse in Vogtlands waste chute. Anna and the others understand that any unprovoked harm done to an officer of The Order will result in major repercussions, not just from us. Even then, do not push your luck...”

“...People become dangerous in the heat of emotion.”

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