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[h3][color=4682b4][i][b]Ash Holloway[/b][/i][/color] [color=white][b]&[/b][/color] [color=dc143c][i][b]Thalia Carmichael[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=white]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Education Center (M)
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	Ash looked with curiosity as he realized that Hunter did not dispute the charges laid in front of him in any way. First he was given the option to leave if he wished, no harm, no foul, and rejected it. Now he did not even plead one way or another before witnesses were called. Or, the first witness, anyway. He was unclear as to the stage of a Court Martial they were in, though to be fair, a small, autonomous unit like Camp Mexico Beach couldn't exactly go by strict interpretation of the Uniform Code of Military Justice. The setup seemed like a more compassionate form of a drumhead trial; that being a court martial put together in the field, usually in a warzone or during a state of emergency. Ash had read about these during his time at the Virginia Military Institute. They were covered in Military History and Theory classes, albeit briefly. Performed by most nations' military in one form or another, mostly in the nineteenth century, they were notorious for already having a verdict and sentencing ready before the actual trial was called to order. This one held a different feel, though. Certain allowances had to be made for the reality of the world they lived in, and being objective, everyone was constantly in a state of emergency. It was compelling to Ashton to view and process the protocol he saw unfold before him. With genuine interest, he continued to take in the CMB trial process, and what it meant for Hunter's future. 

	Meanwhile, Thalia was feeling a little exposed as she sitting in her seat off to the side. It was bad enough that she drew every piece of attention to herself when she sat down, even after doing her utmost to remain as unnoticed as a wisp of fog in a shadow. That part bothered her more than it really should have, giving it some reflection. She used to be a much quieter, stealthy person, and now... it was a blow to her reputation, now that she was in a place that was vaguely familiar with her background. Or her family's background, at least. It was irritating. On the plus side, it would serve as decent psychological fuel to get herself back to her sneaky, fighting best over the course of however long they would allow her to train in this place. This trial wasn't even a blip on her radar past the information is provided on how things worked here and the nature of those who were in charge. If called upon, Thalia would be a good girl and do as asked - truth, whole truth, nothing but - though for her this was an information gathering opportunity. 

	From somewhere in the back, Hank was also looking over the proceedings in earnest, though his interest was in getting a good, long look at the people as they spoke. He had a talent for reading the nuances and actions of others, and this was like an edgy, psychological smorgasbord to feast upon. In between people talking, he would play a random game of rock-paper-scissors with his hetero lifemate, Wayne. He did speak once, very quietly, to his friend during a transitional period in the proceedings as to not give even the appearance of interruption. It was a question unrelated to anything going on with the trial. [color=burlywood]"Hey buddy, you um, you remember that cat that came in with us?"[/color] he whispered, almost to soft to hear up close. [color=burlywood]"Have you seen it [i]at all[/i] since quarantine? You think it's even still alive? You don't suppose..."[/color] His thoughts went back to a meal with a protein source he couldn't quite identify from a couple days ago. [color=burlywood]"Nah, couldn't be."[/color] He shook it off and returned to viewing the fun up front.


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