The Crossroads

[Juzt156]

Ensign Kian Williams entered the room where the clebrations were taking place. Tall and rangy, he shuffled akwardlly into the room. He knew he was late, but he did not realise just how much. He desperatly fumbled in the pockets of his uniform, producing a grubby piece of paper. He stared at the numbers on it. He now deeply regretted Attempting to write down the date tand time whilst traveling through a jump Gate. Kian's hand writing was barely ledgeable at the best of times. Looking around at the assorted officers, Kian nervously edged to the back of the rooom, away from everyone else. Maybe no one will notice or care, he hoped. He felt a prang of jealousy at the sight of the happy, couple but he admonished himself. He grabbed an abandoned glass at of a table behind him, and raised his glass in a silent toast to the couple. Absientmindly taking a sip of what drink was in the glass, he had to resist the urge to gag, he had no idea what it was but it tasted remarkably like Templar fuel.

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