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End of the World Party at Unit 17

Lieutenant Carson could hear the chatter as he approached the mess hall; it sounded like everyone off-duty was in there. At least he cleared it with me this time. He ducked through the door and looked around. Men and women of all ranks were clumped about the room, some with food, some without. Most of the conversation was somber.

Carson kept looking. Finally he spotted Zantoris, sitting with his arm around a dranei fellow’s shoulders--Zan had to sit on the table to get high enough. On the dranei’s other side was Kyala, with her arm around his waist. They all seemed to be talking quietly. Carson frowned; the dranei was holding a suspicious-looking bottle.

The Lieutenant managed to catch Zan’s eye and beckoned him over. Zan hopped off the table and sauntered across the room. “Welcome to the party.” Even Zantoris sounded subdued. “There might be some cookies left.”

Carson indicated the dranei. “I said no alcohol.”

Zan stepped closer, lowering his voice. “Mate, all the other dranei from this unit are deployed in Highmountain. He’s all alone. How would you feel?”

Carson didn’t look over his shoulder at the new planet on the horizon, but he could feel its weight all the same. “Keep it discreet. If he gets wasted get him to bed.”

Zan nodded. “Aye.”

Carson looked around at the assembled company again. “You’ve seen more combat than most of these guys. I imagine you know what’s next.”

Zan nodded again. “Reckon I’m about to be relocated.”

“Very likely.” Carson exhaled, not quite a sigh. “Get your kit packed. I need you ready to go at a moment’s notice.”

“I always am.” Zan slapped him on the shoulder and sauntered back towards the other two. Carson smiled a bit. Zan’s irreverence was almost comforting.

He went to the buffet. There were, indeed, some cookies left. He took a few, gave the cooks instructions to keep the mess hall open until midnight. As he left he glanced over at the trio once more. Zantoris had coaxed the dranei into teaching him a song in his native language. The big fellow was even laughing a bit at Zan’s attempts.

With a sigh, Carson headed back to HQ.
Marjolaine LaVey
(( Zan, stop getting shipped off to demon-infested hellholes. Thx. ))
  • August 10, 2017
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Zantoris
(( Like you won't be right behind me. ))
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Marjolaine LaVey
(( Most people wouldn't consider that a bonus! ))
  • August 10, 2017
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Kartanian
(( No, not a bonus. But to have Marjolaine *in front* of one...! Ah, now that would be a bonus! What a sight! In so many ways! ))
  • August 13, 2017
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Zantoris
(( That is a sight I could appreciate. ))
  • August 13, 2017
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Marjolaine LaVey
(( Marj would be absolutely dumbfounded that anyone would think fondly of seeing her. XD ))
  • August 13, 2017
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Kalaallexin
(( The lovely Marj! Lexi is always fond of seeing her))
  • August 14, 2017
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Lunadelle Moonwhisper
((Hahaha! I can picture that!))
  • August 15, 2017
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Marjolaine LaVey
(( Marj is always excited to see Lexi, too! heart ))
  • August 15, 2017
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