Cpt Jalana Rajel - Pride and joy
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(( Flynn's Beach House - Little Risa ))
:: Meetings of that size always reminded her a little of her youth, when her father dragged her with him to his diplomatic
Rajel: ::smiling:: Of course, the pleasure is mine, Theo. ::She followed him with her eyes and then looked past him to where he was going and a wide smile crossed her lips as she saw the Gorn. They were rare and she felt special for calling one - Nugra - her friend and now meeting another one. Not wanting to stare she returned her gaze to the group with her.:: I don't think I'll have to ask what people do here for fun?
Flynn: ::Considering:: I guess it depends on the person. The base definitely caters to a lot of interests. ::He started to smile.:: I for one plan to be doing a whole lot more surfing, and from the looks of it ::He motioned to the beachside collection of boards.:: There are a couple guests here that share the interest.
Taybrim: ::He stared out towards the beach thumbing towards Larson:: Looks like you'll have company on the surfing front, Flynn.
Greyson/Falcon: ?
Taybrim: Me, for fun? I have this incredible base to explore. Visiting every nook and cranny here will take me years! Maybe even a lifetime!
Rajel: Don't make me jealous or I might just stay here. ::Laughing:: A Galaxy is big, but not as big to bring all the things inside I'd love to have.
Flynn: Have you been able to see much of the station? I have to admit there is a still a lot I have yet to see myself.
Rajel: Sal was so nice to show me around some. The Ashalla district was quite beautiful and relaxing. I might have to talk with my botanist to expand on the arboretum after seeing that.
Taybrim: ::Looking over to her:: I can share some of the specs with you if you like. There's some fascinating federation technology at work to make things feel as real - as outdoor - as possible.
:: She nodded with a smile, grateful for the offer and already looking forward to and planning a peaceful place like that in her mind. ::
Greyson/Falcon: ?
Rajel: I have never served on a station, so excuse my ignorance. How do you not get overwhelmed by the sheer... size? This is like living in a capital city.
Flynn: I for one appreciate the size. There is so much culture here too, not to mention there is always something new to explore. oO Not that we always enjoy what we find....oO
Taybrim: I didn't know what to think when I first arrived, and then I went for a long walk through the commercial sector and I saw all the magnificent treasures this place had. And from then on I was hooked. This is home - I'm not sure I could ever leave it!
Greyson/Falcon: ?
:: Jalana listened, fascinated. In all her lives she had been either stationary on Trill, or on a ship. She had never served on a station, outpost or similar. It felt like she was missing a key component to figuring out what made life on a station so interesting and desirable. So hearing about it from the actual inhabitants of the station was a chance she didn't want to let pass by. ::
Flynn: At first I thought I would get restless assigned to a base, but adventure has an odd way of finding its way here. ::He grinned:: Whether we like it or not.
Greyson/Falcon: ?
Rajel: ::laughing:: This phenomenon happens on ships too. We can't even head back to our home base without running into something.
Taybrim: I like to think about in terms of us being on the edge of the frontier - the space is explored, but it's wild and unpredictable. We're the biggest line of defense and the last slice of home before starships go out into the great unknown. We're the guardians of the gateway to the Federation, the peacekeepers of the trinity sector and the people who save the day when we need to. ::He grinned and winked:: I deeply appreciate the explorers, the warriors and those who go farther into the unknown to see what's out there, but I have grown deeply fond and protective of our role as those who stand firm and ensure a better life for those under our care on this Starbase and the Federation beyond.
Greyson/Flynn/Falcon: ?
:: Jalana chuckled slightly, she had met many people, who once they started to talk about a subject they were passionate about, could hardly stop. Apparently Sal was one of them as well. She couldn't promise that she herself wasn't. She just loved watching someone talk about something that was on their heart, it made them light up and shine from the inside. It was almost always a shame when they stopped. It did not have to be a subject she enjoyed, just watching them gave her enjoyment. ::
Taybrim: ::He chuckled:: Yes, I'm getting philosophical... I think I need another colada! ::a grin::
Greyson/Flynn/Falcon: ?
Taybrim: We should get something to eat! It smells delicious, and I have some announcements to make shortly afterwards.
Rajel: Oh really? ::She grinned at Sal.:: I can't wait to hear those. But yes, I'm starving. Let's eat.
Greyson/Flynn/Falcon: ?
(( Timeskip ))
:: After Jalana had eaten something - maybe a little too much of something but who counted on Risa ... even Little Risa - she joined the officers, a glass of a fruity non alcoholic drink in her hand, and relaxed on a wonderful comfy lounger. This was something she could get used to, sitting at the beach, enjoying good company and lovely weather, a fresh drink and not doing anything. Not worrying about anything. ::
:: She took a sip from her glass when Sal stepped onto the porch of the beautiful Beach house she was very much jealous about and it looked as if it was time to begin. Leaning back she waited and listened. ::
Taybrim: Can I have everyone's attention? If everyone could please find a space to settle yourselves for a while, I have a few announcements to make.
::People shuffled around and came to attention before Sal continued.::
Taybrim: To start, I want to ask for a moment of silence to honor our fallen. Marine Captain Hughes lost his life to clear the Below and make this entire starbase a safer place.
:: Death varied from culture to culture and even within one species depending on many things. For joined Trills death was a step to a new life, to learn more and enrich life of the next host, giving the symbiont the best of everything. That did not mean that they didn't fear it or wanted to go, but it was a little comfort that it didn't just end. Jalana lowered her head in respect for the fallen Marine. She had not known him but didn't have to. Every loss was tragic, even if it happened while doing something important for everyone else. ::
Taybrim: For all who attended his funeral, I want to share the following words from his family.
:: A holoprojector flickered and showed an image of a man she had never known, but seeing it and his smile, she couldn't help but smile back, as if for a greeting in passing. ::
Voice: To the 292nd Iron Jaegers and the crew of StarBase 118 Operations, my name is Wanda Krings, Raymond Hughes sister. I wanted to say thank you for your memorial of the my brother. While we will miss him dearly, it is comforting to know he served with such a supportive crew and his counted the Stilettos as friends. ::her voice broke under the strain of grief, yet carrying on with a thread of strength:: I know he died making the galaxy a safer place, and I believe you will continue to honor his memory by continuing on the same. Thank you all.
Taybrim: ::His voice was deep and sonorous, heavy with empathy to those who still felt Hughes' loss.:: I want to announce that Marine Captain Hughes has been posthumously awards the Legion of Merit, under full support of both Starfleet Marines and Starfleet Command. In this we honor everything he did for us, and I pray that we keep all our of departed friends in our memories as we move forward.
:: What followed was a row of announcements that seemed to be station intern. But it showed Jalana how different life between ships and stations were. These were all things she couldn't even imagine on a ship. Well maybe partly on the Odyssey Class like the old Apollo-A, which had been like a flying city. Works on decks, stripping areas from materials, agreements between cooperations and the station to build a Venice inspired district... It was fascinating and fantastic. ::
:: Then new arrivals were introduced, which was a part that Jalana thoroughly enjoyed. New Officers were always so enthusiastic, still had this spark of fresh ideas, ideals and motivation. People on a mission. And with a great crew and some luck that never would change. She really hoped so for them, and for herself. ::
Taybrim: And last, but certainly not least, I would like to introduce our guest of honor. ::He gestured to the flame haired Trill:: Captain Jalana Rajel is the commanding officer of the USS Constitution. She is on leave and visiting our station for a few days. please extend to her warmest welcomes so she can share in Ops hospitality. ::Again a shining smile:: We are so glad to be able to meet you and spend time with you, Jalana.
Rajel: ::Raising her hand she waved with the wiggle of her fingers.:: It's a pleasure to be here, thank you for the hospitality.
Any: ?
:: The next stage on the list was one of Jalana's favourite when it came to her privileges as Captain: Promotions and Service Ribbons. Attentively she leaned forward, crossing her legs indian style on her lounger as the pretty shinies were handed out to the deserving officers. She could not only see the pride in Sal's eyes, she knew how it felt. Every time she could show her people how much she appreciated their hard work be it through rewards or words, even a look, she had felt it. It was hard not to throw it around like sweets at a carnival. It was one of these things a CO felt oh so many many times: Pride. ::
:: She didn't just sit silently, she clapped and wolf whistled for every single one of them. They might not have been her own crew, but they were part of what they all stood for. Starfleet's finest, pride and joy of an organisation that explored space, new lives, new civilisation and helped each other to be the best they could be. Yeah there it was, more pride. Pride for being part of it all. ::
Taybrim: ::He smiled gently, before turning to the crowd:: Nothing makes me more proud than to know how much dedication my crew has to saving the lives of one another and of others. And how hard you have all worked to protect this starbase, this sector and a large part of the Federation from criminals like Chennel, warmongers like Haz Arrhimen and terrorist like the Raalaram Ocala. I want you all to know that every time you see the children playing in the park, the students walking to class at the academy and the civilians on this base smiling they do so because of your hard work. May their smiles always warm your hearts, and may we all continue to support one another as we stand here at the edge of the Trinity sector, protecting everything we believe in. ::he paused, taking in a deep breath:: Thank you all, you have all done marvelous work, and I could not think of any better group of people... of friends.. to call my crew. ::he smiled earnestly.::
:: A gentle smile formed on Jalana's face, listening to his words. He wasn't kidding when he had said he had found his home, it oozed from every word in a really good and exciting way. She enjoyed seeing COs with passion. Then it hit her, he was finishing his speech! Uhoh! Like stung by a bee she jumped off the lounger, the strap of her shoe got caught and with a yelp she plummeted down again. Blushing she blew a few strands of hair out of her face and sheepishly smiled. ::
Rajel: Sorry about that.
:: She tried again, but this time slower and managed to get up without further accidents. .oO Nice going Jal, very professional! You've got this! oo. Still holding her glass she cleared her throat. ::
Rajel: Don't leave just yet, Sal.
Taybrim: ?
:: She walked up to the porch joining the CO and offered him a smile and a wink and then turned to the assembly. ::
Rajel: Well none of you know it, but I don't like to hold long speeches. And since I am sure you all want to enjoy this lovely beach and your well deserved time off, I'll make it quick. First I'd like to thank you Sal ::She looked to him.:: and everyone of you for the warm welcome. It's a privilege that not every traveller can enjoy, so thank you. I might not have spent much time with all of you yet, but there are a few things that are just plain obvious. For one, it is clear that this station is your home and you love it in a way one could only hope. You are not only inhabitants and officers, you are part of the station. ::Smiling:: The other obvious thing is that you admire and respect this man. ::She placed her hand on Sal's shoulder.:: And I can see why.
Taybrim/Anyone: ?
Rajel: ::taking her hand off his shoulder she turned towards Sal.:: Through the years you held various positions that give you a great insight into all kinds of aspects of being the Commanding Officer of this wonderful station and a rock to your crew. I cannot even count all the accolades you have deservedly received. Don't wear them when you go swimming or we'll have to peel you off the ocean floor. ::Smirking:: Well since I stand up here instead of patiently waiting on my lounger you can possibly guess already that I am not only here as the guest of honour. ::She held the arm with her drink still, the small wrist pouch dangling from it as she opened it with the other hand and pulled something out of it with two fingers.:: This is one of the moments that fill me with pride and happiness that I have the privilege to do this. It is an honour for me to reward you for all your hard and tireless to make this station a safe home, for the support and encouragement to all and the vision that makes you a a splendid Commanding Officer. With pride and joy in my heart I am here to promote you!
:: Since Sal didn't wear a uniform she just raised her hand, two fingers up and in between a small golden pip, shimmering in the sun above, reflecting the light to a greeting wave towards its new owner. ::
Rajel: Congratulations, _Captain_ Sal Taybrim.
Taybrim/Anyone: ?
:: As he took the pip she, shook his hand and because she was still nobody else but herself, pulled him a bit closer and hugged him briefly. ::
Rajel: Welcome to the Club. ::Quietly with a grin.::
Taybrim: ?
:: She stepped back and placed her glass to the side - she had no idea why she hadn't done that before - and applauded for the freshly minted Captain, not able to contain a wide and bright smile when another wave of pride washed through her. ::
Rajel: Sorry that it wasn't as short as planned, sometimes you can't fit everything into one sentence.
::She winked at Sal and took her glass again, stepping back to get back to the lounger, with a spring in her step. ::
Taybrim/Anyone: ?
-----
Captain Jalana Rajel
Commanding Officer
USS Constitution B
Image Team Facilitator
A238906JL0
GTalk: JessWe...@gmail.com, Yahoo: Lawi...@yahoo.de , Skype: chandni_khondji
Email: werner-...@gmx.de
:: Meetings of that size always reminded her a little of her youth, when her father dragged her with him to his diplomatic
Rajel: ::smiling:: Of course, the pleasure is mine, Theo. ::She followed him with her eyes and then looked past him to where he was going and a wide smile crossed her lips as she saw the Gorn. They were rare and she felt special for calling one - Nugra - her friend and now meeting another one. Not wanting to stare she returned her gaze to the group with her.:: I don't think I'll have to ask what people do here for fun?
Flynn: ::Considering:: I guess it depends on the person. The base definitely caters to a lot of interests. ::He started to smile.:: I for one plan to be doing a whole lot more surfing, and from the looks of it ::He motioned to the beachside collection of boards.:: There are a couple guests here that share the interest.
Taybrim: ::He stared out towards the beach thumbing towards Larson:: Looks like you'll have company on the surfing front, Flynn.
Greyson/Falcon: ?
Taybrim: Me, for fun? I have this incredible base to explore. Visiting every nook and cranny here will take me years! Maybe even a lifetime!
Rajel: Don't make me jealous or I might just stay here. ::Laughing:: A Galaxy is big, but not as big to bring all the things inside I'd love to have.
Flynn: Have you been able to see much of the station? I have to admit there is a still a lot I have yet to see myself.
Rajel: Sal was so nice to show me around some. The Ashalla district was quite beautiful and relaxing. I might have to talk with my botanist to expand on the arboretum after seeing that.
Taybrim: ::Looking over to her:: I can share some of the specs with you if you like. There's some fascinating federation technology at work to make things feel as real - as outdoor - as possible.
:: She nodded with a smile, grateful for the offer and already looking forward to and planning a peaceful place like that in her mind. ::
Greyson/Falcon: ?
Rajel: I have never served on a station, so excuse my ignorance. How do you not get overwhelmed by the sheer... size? This is like living in a capital city.
Flynn: I for one appreciate the size. There is so much culture here too, not to mention there is always something new to explore. oO Not that we always enjoy what we find....oO
Taybrim: I didn't know what to think when I first arrived, and then I went for a long walk through the commercial sector and I saw all the magnificent treasures this place had. And from then on I was hooked. This is home - I'm not sure I could ever leave it!
Greyson/Falcon: ?
:: Jalana listened, fascinated. In all her lives she had been either stationary on Trill, or on a ship. She had never served on a station, outpost or similar. It felt like she was missing a key component to figuring out what made life on a station so interesting and desirable. So hearing about it from the actual inhabitants of the station was a chance she didn't want to let pass by. ::
Flynn: At first I thought I would get restless assigned to a base, but adventure has an odd way of finding its way here. ::He grinned:: Whether we like it or not.
Greyson/Falcon: ?
Rajel: ::laughing:: This phenomenon happens on ships too. We can't even head back to our home base without running into something.
Taybrim: I like to think about in terms of us being on the edge of the frontier - the space is explored, but it's wild and unpredictable. We're the biggest line of defense and the last slice of home before starships go out into the great unknown. We're the guardians of the gateway to the Federation, the peacekeepers of the trinity sector and the people who save the day when we need to. ::He grinned and winked:: I deeply appreciate the explorers, the warriors and those who go farther into the unknown to see what's out there, but I have grown deeply fond and protective of our role as those who stand firm and ensure a better life for those under our care on this Starbase and the Federation beyond.
Greyson/Flynn/Falcon: ?
:: Jalana chuckled slightly, she had met many people, who once they started to talk about a subject they were passionate about, could hardly stop. Apparently Sal was one of them as well. She couldn't promise that she herself wasn't. She just loved watching someone talk about something that was on their heart, it made them light up and shine from the inside. It was almost always a shame when they stopped. It did not have to be a subject she enjoyed, just watching them gave her enjoyment. ::
Taybrim: ::He chuckled:: Yes, I'm getting philosophical... I think I need another colada! ::a grin::
Greyson/Flynn/Falcon: ?
Taybrim: We should get something to eat! It smells delicious, and I have some announcements to make shortly afterwards.
Rajel: Oh really? ::She grinned at Sal.:: I can't wait to hear those. But yes, I'm starving. Let's eat.
Greyson/Flynn/Falcon: ?
(( Timeskip ))
:: After Jalana had eaten something - maybe a little too much of something but who counted on Risa ... even Little Risa - she joined the officers, a glass of a fruity non alcoholic drink in her hand, and relaxed on a wonderful comfy lounger. This was something she could get used to, sitting at the beach, enjoying good company and lovely weather, a fresh drink and not doing anything. Not worrying about anything. ::
:: She took a sip from her glass when Sal stepped onto the porch of the beautiful Beach house she was very much jealous about and it looked as if it was time to begin. Leaning back she waited and listened. ::
Taybrim: Can I have everyone's attention? If everyone could please find a space to settle yourselves for a while, I have a few announcements to make.
::People shuffled around and came to attention before Sal continued.::
Taybrim: To start, I want to ask for a moment of silence to honor our fallen. Marine Captain Hughes lost his life to clear the Below and make this entire starbase a safer place.
:: Death varied from culture to culture and even within one species depending on many things. For joined Trills death was a step to a new life, to learn more and enrich life of the next host, giving the symbiont the best of everything. That did not mean that they didn't fear it or wanted to go, but it was a little comfort that it didn't just end. Jalana lowered her head in respect for the fallen Marine. She had not known him but didn't have to. Every loss was tragic, even if it happened while doing something important for everyone else. ::
Taybrim: For all who attended his funeral, I want to share the following words from his family.
:: A holoprojector flickered and showed an image of a man she had never known, but seeing it and his smile, she couldn't help but smile back, as if for a greeting in passing. ::
Voice: To the 292nd Iron Jaegers and the crew of StarBase 118 Operations, my name is Wanda Krings, Raymond Hughes sister. I wanted to say thank you for your memorial of the my brother. While we will miss him dearly, it is comforting to know he served with such a supportive crew and his counted the Stilettos as friends. ::her voice broke under the strain of grief, yet carrying on with a thread of strength:: I know he died making the galaxy a safer place, and I believe you will continue to honor his memory by continuing on the same. Thank you all.
Taybrim: ::His voice was deep and sonorous, heavy with empathy to those who still felt Hughes' loss.:: I want to announce that Marine Captain Hughes has been posthumously awards the Legion of Merit, under full support of both Starfleet Marines and Starfleet Command. In this we honor everything he did for us, and I pray that we keep all our of departed friends in our memories as we move forward.
:: What followed was a row of announcements that seemed to be station intern. But it showed Jalana how different life between ships and stations were. These were all things she couldn't even imagine on a ship. Well maybe partly on the Odyssey Class like the old Apollo-A, which had been like a flying city. Works on decks, stripping areas from materials, agreements between cooperations and the station to build a Venice inspired district... It was fascinating and fantastic. ::
:: Then new arrivals were introduced, which was a part that Jalana thoroughly enjoyed. New Officers were always so enthusiastic, still had this spark of fresh ideas, ideals and motivation. People on a mission. And with a great crew and some luck that never would change. She really hoped so for them, and for herself. ::
Taybrim: And last, but certainly not least, I would like to introduce our guest of honor. ::He gestured to the flame haired Trill:: Captain Jalana Rajel is the commanding officer of the USS Constitution. She is on leave and visiting our station for a few days. please extend to her warmest welcomes so she can share in Ops hospitality. ::Again a shining smile:: We are so glad to be able to meet you and spend time with you, Jalana.
Rajel: ::Raising her hand she waved with the wiggle of her fingers.:: It's a pleasure to be here, thank you for the hospitality.
Any: ?
:: The next stage on the list was one of Jalana's favourite when it came to her privileges as Captain: Promotions and Service Ribbons. Attentively she leaned forward, crossing her legs indian style on her lounger as the pretty shinies were handed out to the deserving officers. She could not only see the pride in Sal's eyes, she knew how it felt. Every time she could show her people how much she appreciated their hard work be it through rewards or words, even a look, she had felt it. It was hard not to throw it around like sweets at a carnival. It was one of these things a CO felt oh so many many times: Pride. ::
:: She didn't just sit silently, she clapped and wolf whistled for every single one of them. They might not have been her own crew, but they were part of what they all stood for. Starfleet's finest, pride and joy of an organisation that explored space, new lives, new civilisation and helped each other to be the best they could be. Yeah there it was, more pride. Pride for being part of it all. ::
Taybrim: ::He smiled gently, before turning to the crowd:: Nothing makes me more proud than to know how much dedication my crew has to saving the lives of one another and of others. And how hard you have all worked to protect this starbase, this sector and a large part of the Federation from criminals like Chennel, warmongers like Haz Arrhimen and terrorist like the Raalaram Ocala. I want you all to know that every time you see the children playing in the park, the students walking to class at the academy and the civilians on this base smiling they do so because of your hard work. May their smiles always warm your hearts, and may we all continue to support one another as we stand here at the edge of the Trinity sector, protecting everything we believe in. ::he paused, taking in a deep breath:: Thank you all, you have all done marvelous work, and I could not think of any better group of people... of friends.. to call my crew. ::he smiled earnestly.::
:: A gentle smile formed on Jalana's face, listening to his words. He wasn't kidding when he had said he had found his home, it oozed from every word in a really good and exciting way. She enjoyed seeing COs with passion. Then it hit her, he was finishing his speech! Uhoh! Like stung by a bee she jumped off the lounger, the strap of her shoe got caught and with a yelp she plummeted down again. Blushing she blew a few strands of hair out of her face and sheepishly smiled. ::
Rajel: Sorry about that.
:: She tried again, but this time slower and managed to get up without further accidents. .oO Nice going Jal, very professional! You've got this! oo. Still holding her glass she cleared her throat. ::
Rajel: Don't leave just yet, Sal.
Taybrim: ?
:: She walked up to the porch joining the CO and offered him a smile and a wink and then turned to the assembly. ::
Rajel: Well none of you know it, but I don't like to hold long speeches. And since I am sure you all want to enjoy this lovely beach and your well deserved time off, I'll make it quick. First I'd like to thank you Sal ::She looked to him.:: and everyone of you for the warm welcome. It's a privilege that not every traveller can enjoy, so thank you. I might not have spent much time with all of you yet, but there are a few things that are just plain obvious. For one, it is clear that this station is your home and you love it in a way one could only hope. You are not only inhabitants and officers, you are part of the station. ::Smiling:: The other obvious thing is that you admire and respect this man. ::She placed her hand on Sal's shoulder.:: And I can see why.
Taybrim/Anyone: ?
Rajel: ::taking her hand off his shoulder she turned towards Sal.:: Through the years you held various positions that give you a great insight into all kinds of aspects of being the Commanding Officer of this wonderful station and a rock to your crew. I cannot even count all the accolades you have deservedly received. Don't wear them when you go swimming or we'll have to peel you off the ocean floor. ::Smirking:: Well since I stand up here instead of patiently waiting on my lounger you can possibly guess already that I am not only here as the guest of honour. ::She held the arm with her drink still, the small wrist pouch dangling from it as she opened it with the other hand and pulled something out of it with two fingers.:: This is one of the moments that fill me with pride and happiness that I have the privilege to do this. It is an honour for me to reward you for all your hard and tireless to make this station a safe home, for the support and encouragement to all and the vision that makes you a a splendid Commanding Officer. With pride and joy in my heart I am here to promote you!
:: Since Sal didn't wear a uniform she just raised her hand, two fingers up and in between a small golden pip, shimmering in the sun above, reflecting the light to a greeting wave towards its new owner. ::
Rajel: Congratulations, _Captain_ Sal Taybrim.
Taybrim/Anyone: ?
:: As he took the pip she, shook his hand and because she was still nobody else but herself, pulled him a bit closer and hugged him briefly. ::
Rajel: Welcome to the Club. ::Quietly with a grin.::
Taybrim: ?
:: She stepped back and placed her glass to the side - she had no idea why she hadn't done that before - and applauded for the freshly minted Captain, not able to contain a wide and bright smile when another wave of pride washed through her. ::
Rajel: Sorry that it wasn't as short as planned, sometimes you can't fit everything into one sentence.
::She winked at Sal and took her glass again, stepping back to get back to the lounger, with a spring in her step. ::
Taybrim/Anyone: ?
-----
Captain Jalana Rajel
Commanding Officer
USS Constitution B
Image Team Facilitator
A238906JL0
GTalk: JessWe...@gmail.com, Yahoo: Lawi...@yahoo.de , Skype: chandni_khondji
Email: werner-...@gmx.de
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A strange mix of anger and worry washed through him,
his hands trembled slightly, but he just clenched
fists and remained his position.
How could she be so reckless, hadn't she learned
anything?
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Sra'kalor
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