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π–žπ–”π–š π–‘π–”π–›π–Š 𝖆 π–˜π–™π–”π–“π–Š ([personal profile] ipseite) wrote in [personal profile] saam 2019-10-28 02:24 am (UTC)

β€œIn essence,” she agrees, not abashed. She'd known what she was doing when she did it; considered her conscience, considered the risks, weighed her options and what she thought she could live with. She had looked, very carefully, and then leaped.

She tinks her glass against Eshal's.

β€œIt was and would have been difficult, after that, for any of us to work closely together. I made myself available to the Commander, regardless, but erred against presenting myself with any opportunities to push the Provost out of a window.”

They're not friends.

β€œMay I take that to mean Commander Flint continues our respected tradition most profoundly frustrating Forces commanders?” Petrana still isn't wholly sure that the first one truly vanished back into the fade, or if he might not be in fact at the bottom of the harbor.

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