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Chain of Command
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TITLE Chain of Command
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annarti
DISCLAIMER Zakaariss isdrazzi's, the rest, including the world, are mine.
ABOUT Holy crap it's not a character 100-ish =0 Because I requested two of these three in Sallie's meme without having ever written Bazhan before myself, I sort of roped myself into having to write him a bit before she could. So! Here we have Zakaariss, Bazhan and Rezzi, three of Shizaaqa's Commanding Circle, discussing tactics and developing character a little bit. YAY! Man it's been so long since I wrote anything and I choose to break the drought with tactics and politics. What is wrong with me D:
They met in Commander Zakaariss’ office. Somehow they always met in Commander Zakaariss’ office, almost as though he were the general already. It was a severe, empty room for all its grand space, with the large hanging of the commander’s sage and lavender Family Colours the only concession to aesthetics. Commander Bazhan sat in one chair, Commanderis Rezzi in another, Zakaariss himself in the last behind his desk. Beyond that there was just the bookcase half-full of war histories.
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AUTHOR
annartiDISCLAIMER Zakaariss is
drazzi's, the rest, including the world, are mine.ABOUT Holy crap it's not a character 100-ish =0 Because I requested two of these three in Sallie's meme without having ever written Bazhan before myself, I sort of roped myself into having to write him a bit before she could. So! Here we have Zakaariss, Bazhan and Rezzi, three of Shizaaqa's Commanding Circle, discussing tactics and developing character a little bit. YAY! Man it's been so long since I wrote anything and I choose to break the drought with tactics and politics. What is wrong with me D:
They met in Commander Zakaariss’ office. Somehow they always met in Commander Zakaariss’ office, almost as though he were the general already. It was a severe, empty room for all its grand space, with the large hanging of the commander’s sage and lavender Family Colours the only concession to aesthetics. Commander Bazhan sat in one chair, Commanderis Rezzi in another, Zakaariss himself in the last behind his desk. Beyond that there was just the bookcase half-full of war histories.
( 985 words )
