Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160120005043/@comment-5543592-20160201134634

"I am." Byron said with a nod. "Sir Henry Ftizroy of England, but you may call me Byron.  Although I am beginning to understand that that means little in this day and age.  I am uncertain exactly what it is that happened to me, but through a process of preservation I believe I was slowly brought here.  Regardless, warfare here is much different than I remember, although I believe my view has been tainted by my captivity."

"That seemed like it went well." Leonard noted, a little surprised by it.

As Aleksandra exited her rocket, she was greeted by Captain Lieutenant Yuri. The man stood in full military dress at a crisp position, body taut, as if he expected a fight even here.

"Comrade." He greeted her in Russian. "Admiral Zekoff wises to speak with you.  Immediately."

The Admiral stepped away from the view screen, and snapped his fingers at one of the operators.

"Get Sergeant Major Carter in here on the double."

A second late, a voice spoke through Carter's intercom for both he and Val to hear.

"The Admiral needs you at the bridge, sir." A young man informed him, then immediately cut communication.

"Of course he does." Carter muttered dryly to himself. It usually would've been just a thought, but now he had someone to voice his opinions to.