A'trus had resumed studying the map and had been focused intently when the door to his office flew open yet again. Â The male miqo'te lifted his head slowly as he straightened and gave a sharp salute to the other male as his eyes assessed Chalahko's rank and composure. A'trus noted they both had mis-matched eyes and felt a flicker touch his lips as he relaxed his saluting arms and took the letter.Â
A'trus took the document and slowly read it over, his face blank as he thought carefully about this situation. It had been some time since he had been given a transfer to his unit that was an officer. It was somewhat of a surprise and left an uncertain taste in his mouth as he carefully placed the letter onto the table and sniffed the air deeply, locking the scent of the Second lieutenant into his nostrils and memory bank. A'trus felt his tail twitch and placed both of his hands behind his back.
"So you are to be my.consultant in these matters it seems." A'trus's voice was civil as he opened a drawer and pulled out a decanter and two glasses. Â "I will admit, I am wondering why you are being assigned to my unit. The Black Chains' have never failed to obtain a target in the five years I have been commanding officer of this unit. I was unaware my performance dictated an advisor."
A'trus paused and began filling the glasses with water.
"Or is this part of the very sensative nature of this situation we find ourselves in?" A'trus picked up both the glasses and offered one to Chalahko.
"Water?"
A'trus took the document and slowly read it over, his face blank as he thought carefully about this situation. It had been some time since he had been given a transfer to his unit that was an officer. It was somewhat of a surprise and left an uncertain taste in his mouth as he carefully placed the letter onto the table and sniffed the air deeply, locking the scent of the Second lieutenant into his nostrils and memory bank. A'trus felt his tail twitch and placed both of his hands behind his back.
"So you are to be my.consultant in these matters it seems." A'trus's voice was civil as he opened a drawer and pulled out a decanter and two glasses. Â "I will admit, I am wondering why you are being assigned to my unit. The Black Chains' have never failed to obtain a target in the five years I have been commanding officer of this unit. I was unaware my performance dictated an advisor."
A'trus paused and began filling the glasses with water.
"Or is this part of the very sensative nature of this situation we find ourselves in?" A'trus picked up both the glasses and offered one to Chalahko.
"Water?"
