Commandant and his Constructs [PGR]

Chapter 45

"If it isn't the Gray Raven Commandant! How have you been?"

Glancing over to the side while fixing himself a cup of coffee, he saw Murray smiling at him.

"Hey, Murray." The Commandant greeted the blonde with a smile of his own but he's sure anyone can tell that the smile is but a fake. "Things could be better. But I'm not complaining. It will get me nowhere." He went ahead and grabbed a handful of sugar packets and began opening them one by one and pouring them into his coffee. Adding any more cream isn't necessary since he already added it beforehand.

"That's really unhealthy you know?" Murray found himself blinking at the amount of sugar content that the Commandant was using.

"Can't be unhealthier than any critical injuries I've suffered in past missions." He joked while stepping down on the foot pedal of the trash can and dropped the empty packets into the trash. He began stirring his coffee with a spoon to mix both the sugar and cream. His eyes stared at the brown contents in his mug with disappointment and calmness.

Noan was very helpful with helping him ask around and identify who the owner of the room in the picture may be. Everyone truthfully looked confused and had no clue which is even more frustrating. The person who's been taking his stuff and copying it is unknown. It's odd. What motive do they have?

"I've heard from a few others that you've been quite busy asking people about a photo." Murray went ahead and decided to join the Commandant with a cup of coffee as he began making his own. "What's all that about?" He asked while grabbing a mug.

"Noan found a photo on the ground with my name addressed to it on the back. It was supposed to be for me and the picture had personal belongings of mine in a room. There were also pictures of me that had the others on them as well without none of our knowledge."

"I see...so a stalking problem." Murray hummed. "That certainly sounds problematic. It seems like it's taken a toll on you." He glanced sharply at the Commandant who wasn't paying attention to him for a moment.

"It's odd. What purpose would there be a photo of me with all my personal belongings? I checked already my room where I have said items but they were all there."

"The room is full of copies then?" Murray blinked at the reveal.

"I thought so too. Whoever this is managed to know about where I hid my stuff...it's confusing you know? What the reasoning behind their motive is? Right now I like to believe they left the photo on the ground for someone to pick up and bring it to me."

"It doesn't make sense indeed. However, if there's something I'd have to say. It's just someone who admires you from afar."

"Still creepy don't you think?" The Commandant asked as he took a sip of his coffee and an overload of pure sweetness was all that he tasted. Regardless he did not react to the amount of sugar. "Whoever it is has no right to mess with my personal stuff. Those items are very dear to me..." He frowned.

*Fwoosh*

"What's going on here?" A masculine voice was heard as the two of them turned to look at the open door of the Commandants' lounge. It was Simon, commandant of the Dark Aries squad which Noan is part of. Alongside Simon was Harley Jo, the commandant of Woodcock squad. Last but not least was Vanessa, the commandant of Egret squad.

"Simon, Harley Jo, and Vanessa! What a surprise to see the three of you together!" Murray put up a joyful expression and attitude like always.

"Don't mix things up that we're all buddy-like with one another." Vanessa spoke next. "We all just happened to come across one another's paths while heading to the same destination."