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"Captain, I cannot honor that request. Forgive me." Anima lowered his head. "If I have an ability like this and it is possible for me to use it I will." He said shaking his head. Anima's posture was one of disregard.

Eva walked into the spacious office and paused, smiling. It had been a while since she'd seen regular Earth sunlight, and it was nice. After her moment, she continued to the desk, pulled up a chair, pulled a sheet of official Mishap letterhead off a stack of Ryanna's desk along with a clicky pen from a jar, and bagan to write. She ignored Ryanna studiously as she filled out the page:
Mission Status: Completed. The ores were sucessfully ferried through Gilead without caualties from Mishap or the Archduke. Private Yeti is missing in the port of origin, not an overly shady town. If he doesn't become a wanted killer, he should get home alright. He was replaced last minute by Tech and the Librarian. Also, prior to the mission's begenning, the archduke's first mate was replaced against his will by a Gilead prince who was extremely annoying. Due to this unfortunate turn of events, there were many more warhips after us than we would have liked and we were forced to use the princely b*****d as a bargaining chip. We gave him back eventually. I suggest that we charge someone extra for that. Katsu, Tech and the Librarian performed admirably. Yeti wandered off somewhere and didn't perform at all. Dock his pay
When she was done she laid it facedown on the desk and leaned back, hands clasped over her stomach. She was still dressed like a pirate.

Brian looked first at the newcomers, and deccided to point towards his face for the greater effect.
"Mee?"
He turned back towards the Librarian.
"Why the Fsck does everybody think I am insane?"
"Ugh, ugh, UUgh-u'gh, Ug-h'ugh, eek eeek EeEEek, EEEk!", said the Librarian, and made a series of very rude hand gestures.
"Come on mate, I mean, he is not that fscking limber. "
Brian grimaced, ad he rummaged around in his jacket, untill he could produced a piece of pater, that was slightly tattered. He opened it, and presented it to Xinrie.
He knew what he paper was. It was basically a great opener. The page had been torn out of a telehonbook, with multicoloured highlighter circling and raising interest to certain parts of the paper. On it, someone had written with crayon:
"Oi, tha Kink uf da Drunk hobos, declare as my first dutie as przidehnt uf tah Shniggas Planet, that my faithfuhl zoidkick, Brian de la Rooca, who is hurting me verily much right now, isch totally Zane.
A mud drung Hobo, and proud of it.

P.S. All haiol wossname, for milenniahand and crevvets, I told them they musn't push an eeljuggler, but did thee listen to ma?Hehlb, I isch beink beaten by him and he furked me to...."
The rest of the sentence was slightly unreadable, as the cheery blue of the crayon now wrote on something that looked allmost exactly like red blood. And parts of something grey and whiteish.....

Brian grinned, and put the letter away. He grinned, put the letter back under his jacker, and poked the Librarian in the arm.
"well, I think that prooves my point. For now, ladies, gents, I bid you farewell, as we must now return to civilised shore and enjoy the simple pleasures of eating ramen cooked in boiling hot coffee with a sip of absinth. "
Brian bowed a bit, then turned around and waddled away, holding hands with the Librarian.
"You know what really pisses me off? users that don't delete their mails properly. i mean, how difficult is it not to save every last email you ever wrote? ... I think a plan just formed. Mind a quick stop at the weapons-lab to see if we got some semtex, duckt-tape, ballpoint pens and some mustard gas? Would be a terrible laugh if we pring the protective suits unused...."
"Ugg, uggh ug ugggh ugGhuhg uhg, Ugh, EEk?"
"well, that depends on wheter you wanna count the size of their Cups, or the fact that there are still people in the room that would like to discuss this fact with you. "
The Librarian stopped, grinned, turned around, liftet his combat helmet over his head, put it back on, and continued to walk away with Tech.

Sokato leans back in the very comfortable looking office chair. "Go lay down and take it easy. I need you in perfect condition for the next mission. I am going to go see if I can get a mission for the squad.... Now please leave before another thing in my office--"

Once again, his sentence was cut short by another malfunction of something. The chair he is sitting in broke. It snapped where the seat meets the part that connects it to the wheel base. The back of his head hits the desk, leaving a small dent in the right side of the back of his head.

"--breaks." Sokato just continues to sit their sulking about the state of his office. "Why does it always have to be me?"

Even after making that speech, Sokato still has a feeling his message went in one ear and out the other, but not before echoing in that empty cavity in between the two sides of Anima's head. Regardless, Sokato's office was in shambles and he was in no mood to fix it. Of course if he had the time he would but he needed to get a new mission before he goes crazy and starts killing random people.
"Should I bring out the robot." Sokato thought out loud. "No, the last time I used the robot it ripped off my arm and made a huge hole in my chest..." Sokato kept thinking, still laying down on the remnants of his chair. "What if I call in that weird short guy... What was his name again? Oh yeah Brian, the tech guy. I am sure he would be happy to fix up my office for me while me and my squad are out on a mission."
Sokato stands up and pushes the chair pieces into the corner. Then he walks over to the key pad and unlocks his dorm door. He walks in and drags out a small wooden chair from his room and places it at the desk. He sits in the chair and looks at the ceiling. "I should call him later."

"Hello Hrisskar" Sokato said still looking at the ceiling. "I was actually thinking of a harder mission, but then again..." Sokato then started to think to himself, 'but then again Anima is a bit of a loose cannon. He might get himself in trouble by rushing, or warping ahead with out the rest of the squad...'

"Any way. I think your right, the night watch mission would be probably be the best choice. I just need to get the mission specs from Ryanna."

((s**t. Just go along with it, I don't want to edit that whole post please.))