[indent]As the Sabres introduced themselves, Rory remained quiet. He could feel tension in the air but in a good way. It was the same feeling Phayne got before a mission-prickly skin and clarity of mind. Phayne relaxed and let the others speak, but soon grew anxious. [i]..don't they know there is a war on? And we're losing?..[/i] he thought, immediately scolding himself..[i]..of course they do. These are the best the military can muster. This is all going somewhere...[/i][/indent]