[ annusterribilis, has taken the deck. ]
Glimpses of her old crew are indeed cherished; Though the commander would never go so far as to say such, let alone display it. The members had thrown their lives in to such a hopeless gambit, all under the belief she could bring them victory. Such a thing resonates with a soldier.
Her stance is rigid, nonetheless. Firearm in hand, as she peers outward. Eyes set on the artificial skyline of the Citadel. She had taken up multiple visits to the shooting range as of late. One of the scarce saving graces she is allotted. Though, she took immediate notice of her former comrade, her response was delayed.
"It's been a long time."














