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"First Guardian?"<br />
She never even slowed her stride as she passed through the large armored doors.<br />
"Yes, Provost?"<br />
"Where will you be?"<br />
"On <strong>Southern</strong> <strong>Cross</strong>."<br />
Angwar looked back at the rest of the Command Deck, catching the slightly worried looks North<br />
Star's officers were sharing. He didn't blame them at all. The tone of the First Guardian's voice<br />
boded ill for whoever had raised her ire, and he had a distinct impression he knew who that was.<br />
"Jarris, keep an eye on orbital traffic. Let me know if any shuttles left off from Governor's Island<br />
and head to <strong>Southern</strong> <strong>Cross</strong>."<br />
The sensor officer was a good steady sort, he didn't even bat an eyelash at the request.<br />
"Yes, Provost."<br />
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Julie smiled brightly to those crewmembers that she passed in the corridors. The brightly colored<br />
shopping bags that she carried, as well as those that the other members of the Honor Guard<br />
carried, were testimonial to the shopping spree she and Katya had gone on.<br />
She'd managed to spend a years worth of her pay from her time at Majestic in six hours of<br />
marathon shopping, but it had been fun. They'd hit every store that they could on 5th Avenue and<br />
then quite a few that weren't. It had been decadent, fun, and exactly what she'd needed to avoid<br />
the depths of a full-blown depression. Katya had taken her own bags, slightly less in number than<br />
those Julie had assembled, off to her own quarters. She'd done a brief check of <strong>Southern</strong> <strong>Cross</strong>'s<br />
status on the way up, and assured herself that her ship self was in one piece. Other than that, Julie<br />
had managed to forget about anything to do with the Tiri or Bak'ra.<br />
Well, nearly everything.<br />
She'd found herself hoping to catch sight of a familiar blue eyes throughout the evening.<br />
Clarice had suffered through the shopping spree in near silent martyrdom, as had the other three<br />
Honor Guards. Opening the door to her quarters, Julie stopped in shock as a voice from inside<br />
greeted her.<br />
"So good of you to show up, Guardian McGrath. Clarice, you can put down your rifle, I'm not<br />
quite ready to shoot Julie."
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