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    If there was one thing one could say of Lieutenant Marienna Beren, it would be that she did not suffer fools. When her grey, some would say lifeless, eyes caught sight of the woman approaching her, Marienna made no effort to greet her. Rather, she seemed put off, inconvenienced at best by the distraction. Marienna kept her eyes forward, one foot in front of the other as though marching off into the twilight never to return.

    Perhaps the most irritating bit was Lieutenant Andrews cavalier attitude. After all, what was the sense in asking if Marienna minded the company if she was simply going to do it anyway without waiting for a response. Rude was a word that sprung to mind rather quickly. Though with a moment of further reflection, Marienna largely dismissed her own feelings, mostly. Somewhere in the back of her mind, it pulled at her strangely. This unknown officer inquiring as to the wellbeing of her superior. Was she really a friend? Well, certainly not hers but perhaps a friend of Lt. Fischer's that he had failed to mention. Of course, everyone was entitled to their privacy. Or was this woman a Gurlanin? Surely not, not now anyway. It would be far too risky for them to send in another now.

    It would be cynical to believe that this otherwise unremarkable woman would be a Gurlanin. It would be the proverbial witch hunt, finding a Gurlanin in every closet, in every utility room. No, no, one mustn't think such thoughts. Rather it seemed much safer to simply assume Lieutenant Andrews was little more than a nuisance. The two women offered a stark contrast to one another. Though they shared the same dark hair, there was little else in common. Marienna was tall, slender, with the palest white skin in the sector and the constant faint scent of orchid perfume.

    Marienna looked upon the informal greeting with a sense of disdain or perhaps disappointment. She expected order. There were rules and they were meant to be followed. This was in a sense hypocritical, Marienna herself had the personnel file thick enough to show that she not only did she bend rules, she was the most likely candidate to have broken them. Perhaps she was investing too much thought on this most insignificant matter. Once the two were side by side more or less in lock step, Marienna simply looked ahead, her unflinching gaze watching the objects on the horizon as they moved closer.

    "Lieutenant Andrews." Marienna's tone, while not unpleasant had the distinct quality of 'what on earth could you possibly be on about?' as though she wished for anything but this interruption. "Though it appears you have little care, I do mind." Marienna sighed at the completion of her own sentence, ever determined to get her own jabs in where she could. "I cannot recall being assigned Lieutenant Fischer's keeper." Of course, she did know, or thought she knew how he was doing. A part of her wanted to know more than those simple facts. There it was again, another sigh as she stirred from her own thoughts.

    "Rise to the challenge he did. Lt. Fischer executed his duties with valor. May we all be able to respond to such tragedy with as much grace as he." Marienna found herself in an unusual position, she had the urge to smile, to show her pride in her colleague. However, for the purpose of this interaction, Marienna resisted it, keeping her face perfectly neutral. "Is there a reason for your inquiry? Simply curious? Something more?" She asked, entirely too eager to hear the response.
    Second star to the right and straight on till morning.

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    Lt Andrews didn't seem at all put off at all by the chilly reception as she walked on beside Marienna. "Apologies leiutenant, I will make it quick. I realize you have been through the ringer as well, you seem to be holding up well though." There was a hint of question in her tone. She shifted her helmet under arm leaving an opening for the woman if she wished.

    She nodded nodded thoughtfully at Lt Beren's assessment, though her interest seemed to be pequed rather than satisfied. Letting out a light chuckle Lt Andrews grinned as she spoke lightly. "You sound like a citation write up. You paper pushers have a unique set of skills!"

    The question seemed to take the woman off guard and she appeared embarrassed for a moment before she recovered.
    "It's not like that... He is very nice to look at, and seems like a good enough guy.." she said wistfully before snappping out of it. "Don't you think so?"

    "I would never hear the end of it from Captain Fischer. She can be a hard ass, but you didn't hear it from me. " She let out a chuckle as a wide grin crossed her full lips. "So I might let that one get away."
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    To keen observers, it was not as though Lt. Marienna Beren simply walked forward it was though she glided along the very ground, or perhaps above it. There was a characteristic grace and easiness with which she trod. Of course, while her face remained calm and almost expressionless, her hands were otherwise occupied. Gloved fingers pressing deeply into her palms, all the while behind her so that no one who wasn't looking too closely would be able to see. If one thing had become blindingly apparent it was that Marienna was not one for small talk. She found it largely pointless, there was little to gain by indulging someone in worthless whims for the fun of it.

    It was, perhaps, the line about sounding like a citation write up that truly irked her. At least, for the time being. Was that all she was to this pilot? A mere paper pusher? There was no denying this was absolutely true. But she had not spent her morning the same way as her colleague? Tending to the wounded, doing what was necessary to ensure the survival of the greatest number of people.

    "Lieutenant, I am uncertain what gave you the impression that I care in the slightest about your little musings?" Marienna spoke plainly, there was no malice in her voice, nor was there hesitation. It was a simple matter of fact statement, though admittedly something of a lie. Marienna did care, and this woman's interest in Corwin was unsettling, perhaps even off putting. Though admitting any of this felt beneath her, somehow as though it would make it worse, because it would be more real.

    "If you are interested in the Lieutenant, I suggest you do something about that. But please, do remember we are all here to do a job, and if that isn't to your liking perhaps military service doesn't suit you as well as flight suit does." Marienna managed a small nod, a small symptom of the quiet anger that was building and was frankly unwarranted. Perhaps encouraging this one to make a move was a mistake.

    Of course, all of this paled in comparison to the pending threat was a Gurlanin insurrection. An uprising which would surely result in the enslavement or further extermination of their kind. The Empire was swift to act when they were attacked. Swift to deliver retribution that was largely unwarranted, unnecessary. This was about to get much, much worse. This is what Marienna should be focusing on. Not her feelings for her colleague, who in this moment was currently her superior. The Gurlanin that impersonated her, all of it... it weighed heavily on her mind. The two would finally reach the logistics office.

    There was one piece of information offered that did stick out, Lt. Andrews had made a reference to Captain Fischer. Corwin's sister? He had mentioned her before, perhaps briefly but not necessarily in passing. "Wait... what did you mean by Captain Fischer?" Marienna asked, taking a pause here before moving to open the door locking mechanism of the logistics office.
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    "Well you are his colleague..." Lt Andrews said for the first time, a bit uncertainly; as she trailed off braking eye contact with Lt Beren. Their boots crunched on the gravel rhythmically in the quiet street.

    Marienna's next remark drew a blush from the woman still looking down at the road as they walked, she ran a finger around her ear tucking in a loose hair before looking to Lt Beren once more. The blush in her cheeks didn't lessen as she scrutinized the woman intently.
    "I will take that into consideration." She replied deferentially before averting her eyes and looking ahead once more. The pair marched in silence until they reached the Logistics office when Marienna spoke once more.

    Whatever timidness had been in Lt Andrews had evaporated quickly at the new question. "Oh. Lieutenant Fischer's older sister. She is a Captain and wing commander aboard the Overseer. We were stationed together since the academy until I requested this posting." Lt Andrews demeanor had flattened slightly though she still spoke with great candor; she seemed to be holding something back. "A real dependable pilot and a great leader, though she could be a hard as steel when she wanted to be; half the rookies joke that she can chew through bulkheads. Corwin seems almost an opposite, the way he is always smiling." She seemed to get glassy eyed once more. She opened her mouth to say more but stopped herself; instead looking to Marienna earnestly, waiting for her to remark.
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    Marienna listened somewhat intently to the reply, more or less confirming what she had already known. Though it was interesting to note that Lt. Andrews had specifically requested to be transferred here, on assignment to this little planet not much in the way of interesting.

    "If you transferred your post to take a shot at a man... or to run from a woman, you're a bigger idiot than I originally assumed you were. Impressive." Marienna's tone was honest, direct, frank. Any number of words could be used, rude did come to mind. Though the way Lt. Andrews was glowing about the Fischer family, she could have honestly been romantically interested in either party. Marienna knew she should not judge, but she did, and she did hard. Her patience for this was wearing desperately thing.

    "If you think he's the opposite of his sister, you'd be mistaken." Marienna resumed "a smile doesn't imply that he isn't a dependable and strong leader. It means he enjoys his job and yes, he happens to be quite good at it." There was a strong desire on her part to reach out and punch the Lieutenant. Something she may or may not have done in the past, but alas, she did not. This posting right now, her job, this is what she lived for. "Do your job, Lieutenant. Be good at something, just once."

    It was as it always was, Marienna's voice never rose, not once. She was eerily calm, and standing there she was the perfect picture of elegance and poise. She was stunning, and she made sure never to give anything away, not the gain of anyone. "Forgive me." Marienna said rather flatly, almost not believing her own words, but she did in part mean them. "On top of taking the lives of our soldiers, the bastards got my best droid too. It's been a long day." Marienna was trying, which was something novel to most who knew her. KV had indeed been taken from her, leaving her crushed beyond words. That was the connection she should focus on. Not on people, no, they always found a way of being awful to one another.

    Maybe it wasn't worth putting the affection she truly felt for Corwin out into the world. Perhaps that was the stupidest thing she could do. Perhaps.
    Second star to the right and straight on till morning.

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