[ And he crushes out his nearly spent cigarette, applying pen to ink and then to paper. A few things are written down in the relative silence of metal scratching paper. Mobius would probably have to lean to see what they are.
Marcus doesn't wait to be finished, nor look up, before he says, ]
[That's all? Not even a threat of punishment? That's almost disappointing. Almost. Will there be consequences at all, he wonders, or was this all just a passing fancy Marcus had that the Commander allowed him to indulge?
Mobius doesn't hesitate. He's up the moment it's indicated.]
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I'm sure she has her methods.
[ And he crushes out his nearly spent cigarette, applying pen to ink and then to paper. A few things are written down in the relative silence of metal scratching paper. Mobius would probably have to lean to see what they are.
Marcus doesn't wait to be finished, nor look up, before he says, ]
You can go.
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Mobius doesn't hesitate. He's up the moment it's indicated.]
Messere.
[Aaaaand he's outie 3000 bye]