***** startles to see you at the desk you’re afforded as an officer when she returns to the barracks, and tilts her head at you. “I know you don’t know how to relax, boss, but I thought the officer on duty had t’have missed something when she said you hadn’t checked out for your scheduled leave today.”
You turn your head to her, brow furrowed, ink dripping off of your pen to blot on the paper—“I what? I didn’t request leave.”
She shrugs. “She said you were down as visiting your brother in the city. You can still move it if you want, I guess?”
“Is someone playing a joke…” You shake your head, and shrug. “I don’t have a brother. Maybe she got me mixed up with someone else—”
You sigh, and push your chair out. “I guess I’ve got to go get this sorted out. Thanks for letting me know, *****.”
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You turn your head to her, brow furrowed, ink dripping off of your pen to blot on the paper—“I what? I didn’t request leave.”
She shrugs. “She said you were down as visiting your brother in the city. You can still move it if you want, I guess?”
“Is someone playing a joke…” You shake your head, and shrug. “I don’t have a brother. Maybe she got me mixed up with someone else—”
You sigh, and push your chair out. “I guess I’ve got to go get this sorted out. Thanks for letting me know, *****.”
Notable:
Shrike definitely has a brother.