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Topic: Redemption of Hell
Subject: Late again.....as usual :(


She didn’t follow the others into the Barracks right away, her deep green eyes drifting lazily instead toward Teldan as he shuffled off. The others were together…strength in numbers. They were fine. She knew her new commanding officer hadn’t EXACTLY told her what to do…. she shrugged her shoulders and smirked a bit unpleasantly. That left her more or less to her own devices. She followed the tech, knowing it was usually his type that got everyone in trouble. Besides, if the rest of the team couldn’t handle a few rats…her face betrayed what she thought of such weakness.

She watched the tech work out of the corner of her eye, appearing instead to be idly inspecting the outside of the buildings. The foliage really did make good cover…they should leave it growing where it was she thought to herself. What she wouldn’t give for a flamethrower for the inside, she grinned again. The cold smiled faded quickly from her delicate, faintly oriental features, as she suddenly wondered something. Why would a droid warn them of a few small rodents? Her mind worked quickly as it was trained to do, possibilities and contingencies rolling over with incredible speed, fed by her vast store of knowledge. She looked up at the tech as she heard their CO’s voice hum hesitantly through her comm.

"Thanks Teldan, much better. What had happened to the lights doesn't seem anything you couldn't sort though. You might want to come in but keep your blaster out, the rats look like they'll be huge." She tried to keep her face flat as she felt disgust mixed with sorrow coil through her. The woman was obviously a warrior…from a strong and noble if not human race. She should be confident, a credit to all she obviously was. Yet she mewled like a kitten. Jade sighed, reminding herself here was not her place to judge. She had orders. Don’t get involved. She pushed the thoughts away and headed for the Barracks.

She walked in just as Dara hauled on the metal bunk and she smiled very faintly to see it. Good girl. Now if she can just keep it up, Jade thought to herself as she stood easily in the room’s entrance; legs very slightly spread in a subconscious martial stance, her arms folded across her chest. She liked the woman well enough…she simply couldn’t bear weakness. Her eyes scanned the room once more, needing only one glance to memorize everything exactly as it was. Her nose twitched slightly, and she spoke softly.“Wamp rats. They’ve probably made nests in all the old furniture.” She turned her head gracefully toward Dara. “I still say we should burn the place ma’am. Flamethrowers…I’m sure techboy here and I can come up with something.” Her voice is very pretty, almost musical; she speaks softly, as though expecting unconsciously to be listened to.


Posted on 2009-06-10 at 16:54:26.
Edited on 2009-06-10 at 16:57:50 by Ananya

Topic: Redemption of Hell
Subject: always late *sighs* ><


She stood silently with the others, unmoving, her face emotionless as usual as she watched the remainder of those she had trained with make their way up to the front then back again. She snorted mentally to herself as her mind whirled with thoughts. What was she doing here? She had traded one military uniform for another…and for what purpose? She sighed. If only she could just go home…back to a normal life where she didn’t have to hurl her small, slender body through rigorous, and generally muddy, exercise. Ha! What was normal anymore anyway? It was far too late to turn back now, that other life was forever lost. At least she was free. She would far rather be here, now…. her life along even this path had the best survivability ratio she had calculated. She smiled very faintly to herself. At least the work was enjoyable…and she was free.

She blinked, realizing suddenly she ought to be paying attention. She lifted her head just in time to hear him call her name and she moved quickly and smoothly up to him, her delicate fingers closing quickly around her pins and vanishing with the speed of a hungry Nar Shadaan street rat as she saluted him and went back to her place. She was small for a human, but there was …something…in the way she moved that seemed almost catlike, like a creature waiting to spring.

Her jade green eyes drifted almost lazily back to the commander’s face for a moment, seeming to laugh at something only she was aware of as she returned to her spot, saying nothing. She returned quickly to her quarters once they were dismissed, reaching the hopper with all her gear before the others. She sat silently the whole way.

She blinked at the droid as it spoke, the words sinking in as she stared …seriously considering giving the bucket of bolts an accident. Her almond shaped eyes narrowed and she pressed her lips together tightly. She turned sharply on her heel, putting the droid at her back as she looked over their new home. She didn’t turn to look at her unit mates around her, but it was obviously them she spoke to.

“HNO3” she said it comfortably…making it sound like a single word as she smirked humorlessly. “A few canisters of that and we’d be done by nightfall.”


Posted on 2009-05-19 at 18:05:58.
Edited on 2009-05-19 at 18:06:43 by Ananya

 
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