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First Light (// SCRA and invited only)
Offline Tomtomrawr
02-26-2011, 02:45 PM,
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February 23rd, 819A.S., 18:25 local time

Robert Miller was in his office. His room with a view. One of the walls was completely transparent, allowing the Hero of the Revolution recipient a surreal sight of Tbilisi and the Shanghai, hard at work to fill the fuel stores of Sevastopol. It had been four days since the Resurgency mission, and he was still trying to work it out in his head. If he ran his hands through his hair, he could swear that there was still some dried cry-fluid. When he closed his eyes, he saw sleeper pods flashing past. Those who were left behind, accepting their fate and sinking into a deep sleep.

He swirled his glass around, watching the brandy chase itself around the glass, like a dog pursuing its tail. Eventually his game came to an end, and he threw the brandy down his throat in one motion. He continued to pace through the confines of his office/quarters. It was something he had taken from his father: when the option is available, why bother keeping your office and home separate? Arthur Miller always kept a bunkbed in his office on Cambridge. Its springs were bent to his body shape, while the bed at home was perfectly flat. As he began the life of work, he too took to sleeping in the office. The habit stuck.

'Commissar-Captain Miller, you are required in the command centre. Commissar-Captain Miller to the command centre immediately.'

The door to his quarters opened immediately. They knew where he was, and were making his passage to the command centre as quick as possible. It really must be serious. The glass was lucky to not slide off the edge of the table as Miller aimed it to land on the surface as he began running to the command centre.

[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.
' Wrote:Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.
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First Light (// SCRA and invited only) - by Tomtomrawr - 02-18-2011, 08:20 PM
First Light (// SCRA and invited only) - by Tomtomrawr - 02-19-2011, 11:08 PM
First Light (// SCRA and invited only) - by Tomtomrawr - 02-26-2011, 02:45 PM
First Light (// SCRA and invited only) - by Tomtomrawr - 02-26-2011, 03:19 PM
First Light (// SCRA and invited only) - by Tomtomrawr - 02-26-2011, 11:34 PM

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