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Feb 17th, 2018, 12:56:00 AM
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"I know quite a lot about you, Mr. Rabeak."
The low voice was without tremor or tremble. It was as solid as a durasteel beam. And as his glass was meticulously returned to the table, Castus blinked as hisdark gaze locked with the Nehantite's own eyes.
"But I am not here to cast judgement. You were a competent cadet, and that was why you were posted here. The powers that be would not place you in a situation if they knew you would fail... "
His paw released the glass to once more lay flat against the wood tabletop.
"... and I would be a poor officer if I did not make you aware of what I know.
"I despise trickery."
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