[center][h1][color=D09A57]Jackson Tanner[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=D09A57][b]Location:[/b][/color] Anisa's Bunk[/center][hr]

Hearing what Anisa was saying wasn't easy, not just because it was a touchy subject, but because he knew it was all right. A very large part of Jackson knew full-well how he shouldn't have been so hard on himself, how he shouldn't have still been trying to fight a war which had ended, even though it had now started all over again. Things weren't easy for him, they never had been since his wife had died, but he only made things worse, he couldn't kick the belief that just somehow, her death had been his fault, that he could have prevented it when he knew deep down there was no chance. [color=D09A57][b]"I should've been there..."[/b][/color] He muttered quietly, more to himself as she brought it up again, looking down as he tried to settle it with himself.

When he looked back up, he saw Ani in front of him, his eyes locking with hers as he saw the look in her eye, the worry, the hurt, it stung him then far worse than anything else could've. He frowned deeply, frozen there, watching her as he listened to her. As she moved past him, he looked over at her, hearing what she was saying but finding himself paralyzed, unable to say anything however badly he may have wanted to, unable to think with so many different thoughts running through his mind, too much for him to comprehend. Eventually all he could do was sigh, looking away as he sat down, head in his hand as he let himself sink back into the boy he'd been on Shadow, nearly broken by so long fighting wars, fighting himself...

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[center][h1][color=FF2F2F]Gregory Quinn[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=FF2F2F][b]Location:[/b][/color] Captain's Office[/center][hr]

As that question of hers came up, Gregory paused for a moment or two, he wasn't sure how to answer, telling her exactly why was unprofessional, but saying what he wanted to say as well was almost treasonous, by all counts. However, as he stared into her eyes, into the gaze of the woman he'd once dedicated his life to in every way, he found himself unable to lie, unable to say anything but what he wanted to say. [color=FF2F2F][b]"I wanted to see you again."[/b][/color] He said plainly as he kept his eyes on her, for the first time in a very, very long time, actually letting a smile grace his lips, if only for a brief moment as he looked back down, as if it had been the wrong thing to do.

Looking back up at her, he cleared his throat, sighing. [color=FF2F2F][b]"I'm on a mission again... I've been assigned to head to Whitefall, some Firefly stuck on the surface there... I'm meant to capture the crew."[/b][/color] While he didn't say what she would know exactly, every hint of his tone would push toward it. [color=FF2F2F][b]"I just hope things can go peacefully."[/b][/color] He said quietly, an immense amount of meaning behind the words.