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[encryptedlock]

[Backdated slightly to this morning.

York wakes up not only on the floor but in a completely different room than where he was before. There's a moment of panic - it looks entirely too much like something from home to be recognizable as the castle immediately - but as always Delta is there in his mind, reassuring him. Yes, he can still access the CastleNet, and look around a little. This is Noble Six's room.

The question then becomes why is he in Noble Six's room, and how did he get there? And why is his journal mostly blank?]

Hey there, castle. It's me, and I seem to be back to normal now. So. What kind of loss was I on and for how long?

[UNSC filter, sans Maine]

And what the hell is going on with the journals?

Comments

[encryptedlock]

[He snorts a little, amused.]

See, it seems that way to us front-liners, too. But there's a lot of people who think you can learn more about war in a classroom than out there doing it yourself.

[inafadingcrown]

There are some things that must be experienced to be understood fully. Would that it were otherwise. [She knows that she couldn't do what you do on a regular basis. Her one battle experience left her rather traumatized. Granted, it was a kinslaying.]

[encryptedlock]

I'd say that's a good thing, except it's always the assholes who don't understand war that seem to start it.

[inafadingcrown]

[And this is as close as to a snerk as you're likely to get from her.]

Those who do are less eager to relive it, I imagine. One should know what one asks of others- in all things, but especially in this.

[encryptedlock]

Exactly. And that's why I'd never ask anyone else who wasn't already one of us.

[inafadingcrown]

[...she'll just pretend, for this conversation, that she wasn't totally okay with sending inexperienced hobbits off into the heart of enemy territory. You may be a nicer person than she is.]

You have a kind heart, Master York.

[encryptedlock]

[Aw, that's totally different than going into hostile enemy territory to destroy a Ring of Power, right? ... Right?]

Just don't let it get out. Don't want anyone thinking I'm soft, you know?

[inafadingcrown]

[.../sob]

Of course.