Vong War Annals – “Weights and measures” 3.07.2009

            Papers, not datapads, not holograms, littered the office, scattered like snowflakes across the floor, the furniture.  Tag paced amongst them, frowning to herself deeply as she threw another paper over her shoulder.
            “Fielder, file last as unavailable for duty.”
            The old R2 unit beeped at her and she exhaled, pressing the heels of her hands against her eyes.  “Too much, Fielder.  There’s just…just too much.”
            “You could always take a break.”
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Vong War Annals – “Surprise arrivals (Mikhail’s Legacy, part two)” 5.30.08

            “Dargan.”
            It was 0354 local on Xenen, and Izra Dargan had just barely crawled into bed after playing designated pilot for some of the guests for the Bel Iblis-Bullian wedding.  The small apartment he kept on Wayfarer wasn’t much to look at, but he stayed on-station so rarely it didn’t matter all that much.  It had been more convenient the night before to stay on the orbital station rather than fly back to his modest house on the surface, so he’d schlepped there and collapsed into bed about two hours before his comm went off.
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