[b]"Sable, I am here precisely when I intended to arrive."[/b]

Standing behind the apprentice was Colonel Atreides, standing behind Sable like he had always been there the whole time. A lit cigar was firmly held onto by the man, who was puffing smoke out in the cool air of the lot they were meeting up in. The entire worldly possessions that he carried around were firmly on his back, all concealed with some minor tech upgrades. Nothing fancy, just kept people from noticing the unusual. But they could not hang around, even in an agreed LZ spot, and with a nod, motioned for her to follow along. They could not afford too much attention being drawn on them or the organization, which was joke but a hope spot for folks, so it was left as is for their sake as much as their own.

[b]"That dreamer routine you got going is not healthy, rook. What's the problem?"[/b]

The Colonel was concerned for Sable and her well being on both a personal, as a mentor, and professional, as fellow comrade in arms, level. They could ill afford either of them not being able to focus on the situation at hand due to strange day dreaming occurances. Another situation, he would be burying his partner. And that would not sit well with the veteran sniper. The man was not one for speeches, not without a [i]damn[/i] good reason for it, they generally wasted time and were far wordier than any of them had any interest in dealing with. He could do the same with fewer words, therefor, it was more efficient and better than some big damn speech.

If the whole resistance movement was larger than both of them, he would consider more speeches or better ones already, but that was for groups. This wasn't a group, it was a partnership against a corrupt corporation, simple as that. Well, on paper, simple. In practice, it had been quite rough for both of them a couple times, got far too close to detection of capture. But they lucked out either way whenever the cards were down, and they kept slipping the noose whenever it fell around their necks. How long that would last, though, was anyone's guess.

[b]"There is not any more work for us, not today, so we will have to hunker down then. And go into far greater detail on your day dreaming.""[/b]

None of it was a question, the Colonel was not needing an opinion on taking cover and night ops when he was assigned to both on a highly regular basis he cannot discuss. Not in this case, although he would routinely defer and let the rook think for herself and figure it out. It was a good skill to have drilled into one's head, as few times as possible. It was a long time ago, however, and now all it helped with was controlling and fighting corrupt corporations and organizations. Useful for where it came from, at least.