<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ef/Damian_Harper.jpg)</div><strong>Damian Harper (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207352.msg10168756#msg10168756)</strong><br/><strong>In the captured base</strong><br/><strong>Tagged: Hiro</strong><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Santa Prisca Desert, Librios<br/>Deneb Algedi, Benjamin District<br/>Draconis Combine<br/>1 January 3145</strong><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">The subject of Moshe didn't seem to improve Damian's mood any. It caused him to scoff once and shake his head. <strong>"She will be diplomatic about it. We shouldn't waste time and money on a failure like him. Kick him out and replace him with someone who doesn't lose their head; we'll be better for it,"</strong> the exceedingly grumpy clanner proclaimed, clearly not one for beating around the bush. He had seen the bloody mess of a battle that had almost entirely destroyed the Black Sun years prior. He didn't want to experience a repeat of that, as he had survived by the skin of his teeth and no close call had ever hit his mortality over the head like that one had.<br/><strong>"What they look like is inconsequential,"</strong> Damian commented next, as he noticed Kari and Allia returning from the corner of his eyes. He stood up properly in the presence of a superior officer, but still added a final remark. <strong>"They should be keeping their suits closed until we're off this rock. But common sense seems lacking sometimes,"</strong> with that, he just suddenly ended the conversation, and returned to his seat in Charybdis to begin with boarding procedures. He needed a good, long shower, before anything else.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Damian Harper (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207352.msg10168756#msg10168756)</strong><br/>Dark Star Dropship<br/>Tagged: Open<br/><br/>With his unique Ha Otoko stowed away properly, and technicians informed of the damage done to the left Mech Mortar and armored plating, Damian found himself free to do as he saw fit. His first instinct was to go over some of the battle's details with Kari, but something in the way his CO departed the hangar told him to leave her be; at least for now. He had more than enough work to attend to himself, either way.<br/><br/>The advantages of knowing how to turn most ventures into something lucrative were numerous, and it showed in the fact that Damian's personal quarters, while no bigger than that of anyone else on the command staff, had far more pieces of somewhat more expensive furniture littering it. Very few people on the ship had ever seen it, and so precious few could commend on the whole array of clan sports memorabilia scattered all over the premises. Not in a talkative mood, the former clanner ignored most requests from crewmembers along the way, telling them to, instead, wait for the full report for their questions to be answered on the matter of the mission. All they needed to know that it had gone as well as could be hoped for.<br/><br/>A shower and an apple later, and he sat refreshed in his personal office a few decks lower on the vessel. He tended to seclude himself when he ran the numbers, almost obsessive in the way he worked through the complex tasks. It would take some time for him to make up the balance, especially considering diagnostic reports from the technicians were still forthcoming. But, before too long, Kari would have a neat and proper overview, as well as whether or not they actually managed to make a few credits.</div>