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Grand Army Base Delta
Wearing his blue fatigues, Talos Barrenfist sat by a desk in the officers’ quarters, finishing a report on the status of his platoon. Done, the bearded lieutenant set the pen down on top of the paper. The spaceborn rubbed the left cheek with one hand before letting out a weary sigh. Dragon’s breath I hate paperwork but it’s done.
Personally, Talos would’ve preferred to have this night on shore leave like most of his men and women were doing in a nearby town. Well someone has to make sure command is up date with what my platoon needs. Considering the Grand Army about to hit Alderaan in a few rotations, we’re going to need everything this military can give us.
Still situated in the chair, Talos couldn’t help but feel the end of the war is drawing near. Back in the early days the Republic was on the ropes but now the tables had now turned. The Deucalian displayed a small grin to himself, proud of each of the marines he had lead throughout the conflict. Both the living and the honored dead.
Yet within his soul were the lingering chains of regret and guilt. The officer concealed it in front of the troops and the media that now hounded him. Talos looked down at the desk solemn silence. Suddenly his comlink inside the left pocket beeped repeatedly. Uttering a few choice words in suprise Talos picked up the comlink and examined the number before answering the call.
“Alright Sergeant Looms it’s me. What is it?”
The female voice on the other end answered.
“Sorry to interrupt to you sir but we have a situation.”
“What have the boys and girls done this time?” Talos interrupted before the noncom replied
“No lieutenant this is not about the platoon. We have a small vessel making an unauthorized flight in our airspace and approaching. When messaged the pilot claims to be your brother Hakon Barrenfist and he wants see you...now.”
Talos’ eyes widen in complete shock and rendered speechless. Memories he had long buried surfaced burst like water from a shattered dam. Last time they saw one another, Talos had nearly murdered Hakon because they both sought the heart of a woman, Bodi.
Is he here to settle our blood debt finally? But why now of all nights?
Further thoughts on the possibilities were interrupted when Sgt. Looms spoke up again through the comlink.
“Sir?”
“Direct him to hanger bay seven. Send no one else, I’ll handle this personally, that’s an order. Whatever happens it was my call understood?”
Once complied, Talos got up from his seat and rushed out of the quarters. A few minutes later he stood alone alone inside hanger seven with the large doors opened on the east end. Soon enough a Deucalian small vessel under the escort of two Republic escorts flew low before descending in front of Talos. The marine remained where he was staring, quietly at the ship while the ramp came down with small bursts of steam.
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