"The CSEIA Nano-Constructainment System is not a toy, Serra," Cassefin said casually before pausing for a short amount of time. "...but, I
suppose Dream can have her little...shrine, or whatever it is. I will not be using that damned room again to store anything. Just be sure, Captain," Cassefin was speaking to Dream once more. "that you are attending to this project in your
spare time. I don't pay you to pray."
The walk was nearing its end; the corridor they had been traversing opened up to the lower deck of the Grand Atrium, which was absolutely bursting with movement and voices, most of which were concentrated on the large bulkhead doors leading to the Central Station's main docking bay. Near the checkpoint at the bulkhead, Squad 35 would come into view of the CSS Elite squad, checking incoming and outgoing arrivals and overseeing the processes. The CSS Elite were still clad in their improved CSS suits and rifles, which were still visibly more advanced than the vanilla armorsuits Squad 35 and the rest of the Cirrus Station Security had been assigned. All but one had their reflective glazed visors down...and when that one spotted the Head Administrator and Squad 35 approaching, he immediately smiled and walked over to meet them.
It was
Guard Captain Abeck Winston, still the same friendly face the Squad had met with their first dealings with the CSS Elite. Abeck stopped short of the group and saluted Administrator Montreal.
"Ma'am, your shuttle is ready to go. Have a safe journey," was all that he said. Very formal, considering how Abeck had acted towards Squad 35.
Cassefin, however, was not as formal. When she noticed it was Captain Abeck running to meet the group, she immediately shoved her way (through several people) to meet him. "C-captain Abeck! I still think its you who should be protecting me during the transportation...I would feel much safer~" Cassefin pouted and tilted her head to the side, her gruff, holier-than-thou attitude suddenly changing.
Abeck retained his salute. "I'm sorry Head Administrator, but as I said before, the CSS Elite need to be monitoring all of the things arriving and leaving the Cirrus Research Station to ensure safety. Don't worry though, ma'am; I think you're in good hands," Abeck said, throwing a wink at the squad trailing behind her. Good Lord, did he have a wink.
"Ah...right..." Cassefin replied, turning her gaze away in disappointment. Abeck, taking that as a sign of dismissal, immediately walked over to Squad 35, his smile growing wider with each approaching step.
"Hey! It's great to see you fellas again. How do ya like the new men I assigned you, huh?" Abeck shot them all another heart-shattering wink before turning to Dream and Lucius. "Captains," Abeck shook Lucius' hand firmly, then turned to Dream. "Good luck out there, yeah? Should be an easy mission for you guys...just keep watch over the Administrator. You shouldn't see any trouble at all," he finished firmly, bending down a bit to Dreams level and rubbing the top of Dream's helmet in a circular fashion. For quite a while. A lot longer than any normal person would watch somebodies head loll around. When he was finally done with that (rather odd) display, Abeck saluted them, saluted Cassefin ("Ma'am,"), and ran back to rejoin his Elite team.
Cassefin was relatively quiet during all of this. However, when Abeck had returned to his team, her face grew a slight shade of red.
"Quit gawking you monkeys. Move your asses." She spat venomously, stomping her way past the checkpoint, expecting them to follow her trail. Looks like the usual Cassefin attitude had returned.