take a long hard look through your textbook.

[bioweaponed]

characters: Commander Felicis and open to test subjects (and others to pass in the hallway)
location: Mostly the part of the ship where subjects are located, some odd places like the study sometimes.
time: Early morning. Wake up, chickies.
rating: PG.
open/closed: open! ... kinda.
summary:

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[freien]

[And guess who found his other superior's office? He glances in as he passes by and when he notices that there's no one else with him, he steps in just a little from the doorway. Cue a well executed bow]

Good morning, Commander. Permission to join you, sir?

[bioweaponed]

[His eyes rise from his book to meet Aaron's form. Flipping a page, he speaks, tone curt.]

Permission granted.

[tembleques]

[ early morning's got nothing on kanda--under normal circumstances. this morning he's sitting on the bed, leaning against the wall with his head slightly drooped in his light-sleep state. there are bandages covering his arms and neck, snappy stains from the dry blood--his shirt disposed of into the corner of the bed to avoid it getting dirty. the tattoo going across his left shoulder is most noticeable. ]

[bioweaponed]

[when he enters, he's sure to knock. Hey, he's got his manners, he was raised right.]

Good morrow...

[he looks at his file.]

Kanda.

[tembleques]

[ he stumbles awake through the haze of the sounds, pushing his head back and against the wall as he stares at the person at his door. at least this one has the decency to call by proper names.

he snaps at, however. annoyed. ] What do you want.

[bioweaponed]

Merely to check on your progress. And deliver breakfast, if wanted.

[goes through a few of the papers. Unlike the other scientists, he wears no white coat, he's got a different Avatican uniform on.]

[adeios]

[ Someone, somewhere, did not forward this memo to Cas.

B|

B|

There's a slight twitch of his lips as he watches his colleague walk past before he stalks Savannah all the way back to his office.

Not bothering to knock, Cassian pushes open the door and leans against the door frame, observing the other in a distinctly unimpressed fashion before drawling out his version of a greeting. ]

No one told me you were coming here as well, Hannah.

[bioweaponed]

[Oh, Savannah's quite sure of Cassian following him, but makes no stopping motions. He knows quite well that he's not going to be happy, so there's no use arguing in front of the subordinates. He merely quirks a brow when he speaks.]

I suppose you and Captain Knox were far too... busy with your arrangements to receive the transmissions.

[adeios]

[ There's something that's not quite a pout from Cassian as he crosses his arms over his chest. ]

You're cute when you use euphemisms, you know. We should get together sometime and make beautiful euphemisms with each other.

And preoccupied as we were, the Captain and I had pilots to check transmissions for us and we received no such notice.

[ There's a pause before Cas sighs, and here comes the million dollar question. ]

...why did they send you?

[bioweaponed]

I'm afraid I'm not quite experienced with them, and hence I... suppose it's... 'cute'.

[he reaches the end of his book and puts it on a stack. He's silent through Cas' question, until he finds another book of interest.]

The scientists need one of their own to give them direction. You know very well...

[but he trails off, propping that book open.]

[vindicares]

[So after overhearing certain transmissions she's decided to stay well away from the fornicators the other new arrivals, but she does want to greet someone properly.

Thus she waits until he doesn't look too terribly occupied and knocks on the door]

[bioweaponed]

[He raises his head, voice formal and short.]

Speak your name.

[vindicares]

Captain Selene Tarnei, Sixth Regiment, Sir.

[bioweaponed]

[... his voice softens a tad.]

You may enter.

[erythrosi]

[ Once the fine Commander's in his study, the order was issued, and it's not long afterwards that there's a sound knock at the door. One of the soldier speaks up, informing the man that the prisoner's been brought to him as requested, and not to worry, he's well restrained.

Restrained, but grumpy as all Hell. The chains between the heavy metal cuffs around his ankles give him barely enough room to walk forward without shuffling his boots, and the ones binding his wrists are just plain uncomfortable. But whatever. He can be civil for now, but just wait until he finds a reason to thwack another guard in the head again. ]

[bioweaponed]

Bring him in.

[It's a good thing he's had his tea delivered. He knows very well that Isen won't be in a very good mood, and although they've met a very small number of times, he hasn't forgotten him, or the other three Generals. Although he knows one is gone--and a foreigner in his place.]

Take a seat, by your leave.

[erythrosi]

[ Tea. Bah. Once Isen's lead inside, he glances around, but remains where he is. The other soldiers are apprehensive about leaving him alone with the Commander, since well, that's about six men Isen's sent to the infirmary with severe concussions. ]

I'd rather stand. Need to stretch the legs are spending the past few days in your charming little prison.

[bioweaponed]

Do what you will. Would you like something to drink?

[He completely ignores the bite in Isen's words, simply pouring some for himself and taking a sip.]

The tea is not perfect, but I suppose it's alright.