Carlos Benitez D.I.D

[Carlos_Benitez]

The sound of engines roared overhead, as a battle-torn fleet of ships arrived back at Myrtos Villa.
Carlos climbed out of the Tartarus seconds after it touched down, and roared at his waiting staff. "Order casks of the best mead and ale on Crete. Let us celebrate today's glorious victory."
Alandra gallopped out onto the landing pad. "Dad, was the mission a success? Was Pepe found and rescued?"
Carlos grinned. "We lost many ships, but every pilot was retrieved, and though our raid on Newgate turned up nothing, we where ambused by a Bretonian battleship on the way back to Gamma. The marines found Pepe being held on the ship, and we got him back to Cadiz."
"So he's safe and well?" Alandra cut in.
"Yes" nodded Carlos. "Heh. The Bretonian's are gonna have to explain to their admiralty how they let one of their Battleships be obliterated. They'll be smarting for months..."

Carlos left the landing pad and made his way to his office. He sat down, and opened his computer display. A call was waiting from Lloyd Johnson.
"Don Carlos, damn it all...are you there?"
Carlos activated the link.
"Carlos here. What's the problem, Senor Johnson?"
Johnson nearly fell back out of his chair.
"Don Carlos? I thought you had lost your marbles!?"
Carlos smiled. "I'm fine, Mr. Johnson. Never better. Really. I feel great."
Johnson was confused. "What? But Alandra said...nevermind."
"Indeed, my friend. Thankyou for all your help. Adios amigo."

Carlos terminated the link, and went on to other business. He was fixed; communication with a shrink would just be a hindrance, now. Things where back to normal.

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