Chapter eight, Scarlet

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I felt a chill go down my spine as I stare at him, his blonde neatly corned hair with some grey ends noticeable but he still looks somehow youthful, covered in badges and medals to his left on his uniform to his right is sudria's crest seamed in with gold stitching to compliment the sliver coat he's wearing, and now I'm standing up straight more than before.
"Commander"
I keep my voice steady or try to but the undertone of reverence is still there. It's so odd, I should be used to speaking to commanders. Luke walks over to him his steps are slow, calculated before putting his arms behind him and clasping his hands together. They eye each other for a few moments before the Commander spoke.
"Have you informed them of the plan?"
He takes a quick look at me, Isabel, and then Anderson, I could tell a knowing look came to his eyes they must have been talking for quite a while in that office. I nod and I can see the Commander smile just a little.
"Good, but for Andersons sake we'll go over it one more time"
"In all the time you spent in that office and you didn't tell him the damn plan?"
There's a hint of snap in my voice but it's still steady a now I'm telling myself off, and the commanders eyes fall on me, then he's letting out a soft sigh before he speaks again.
"That time was used to get Anderson the equipment he needs deputy"
I nod my head in understanding and a quiet way of apologising.
"Now lets go over this one more time" 

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