'He's gone insane again.' Sam exhaled very slowly as if a poisonous ne'irr sat upon her breakfast plate beside the toast. Sitting back she turned her head very slowly towards the high table to see what expressions they had. The emotional content in the room was deafening over the slow swish of ventilating fans. "I'm guessing all flights offworld for us are cancelled." she mumbled. Beside her Jerrid nodded, finishing buttering a roll and eating it calmly, his eyes on the retreating red cloaks. "More time for training. It will take our minds off of what is happening. Although they," He nodded his head towards Shade Eric and Rook, "...may have some discussions to do." He regarded the trip as he chewed, curious to see if they were accepting or of the plotting mindset. Janin slipped out of her place and went to a comm station and call her superior officer. A few minutes later she returned to finish her breakfast and depart to get ready. Taking her personal flier she departed the House for work, her Red Guard armor and cloak in it's pristine case beside her.
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