*His heavy boots clap loudly against the hard floor as he makes his way to his empty bed..* -- Ta'Vaari Barracks

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Date Posted: 12:41:30 06/20/01 Wed
Author: Carter
Subject: *His heavy boots clap loudly against the hard floor as he makes his way to his empty bed..*

*His hand grips the biting strap of his worn leather bag, heaving it carelessly onto the freshly-sheeted bed.. Paying particular attention to one area of the bag, he begins to sift through an assortment of items stored loosely, jumbled together in a puzzling mess.. Weapons, small, flat screens, his pilot's liscence; He searches it all. Finally, he skillfully extracts a large, intricuit fire arm.. He smiles slightly as he stares into the polished alloy, the one posession that he had recieved in graduation from the acadamy. He places the weapon neatly beneath his bed, and pulls his white t-shirt over his head, tossing it on the floor and laying back to rest.*

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