Iota
You wouldn't like me without my coffee *hulk face*
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Apr 15, 2010 5:33:27 GMT -5
Post by Iota on Apr 15, 2010 5:33:27 GMT -5
{Joranus's office for anyone to pop in and talk to him about anything or regarding a mission etc} The office of General Joranus is located up the first flight of stairs, turn left and head down to the end of the hallway and there stands aan elegant door to which opens to a small room which houses the secretary of the General named Siska, a human female. Beyond her, is yet another door with cultural markings of marvel notched around the edges. As you enter the grand room, directly ahead is the desk of the General, to which the General frequents when not on a mission and he has an open door policy usually.
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Iota
You wouldn't like me without my coffee *hulk face*
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Dec 30, 2011 15:44:35 GMT -5
Post by Iota on Dec 30, 2011 15:44:35 GMT -5
It had been a long while since the General had a chance to relax, the mandalorians had been exceptionally busy in their efforst to claim back what was theirs by birth right and they still had a lot to do. Joranus had not returned to Concord Dawn for a long while, too long for his liking, this was his planet, his home and the place the local populace held him in very high regard due to his efforts to help free the planet originally.
The General removed his helmet as he lookd around his office "heh, an office.. never could get used to this.." he muttered to himself as he gazed his eyes around the quite shiney room, not built to his specifications, naturally.. but you play the hand you are dealt, as it were. It was quiet, the only sounds that could be heard were the birds outside his window and the odd shouting from the drill sergeant to the young hopefuls outside. He placed his helmet on his desk and removed his carbine placed it on it's support on the wall opposite his desk before finally slowly sitting in his chair letting out a loud sigh as he sat "cushions...." he smiled softly.
General Joranus continued to sift through meaningless documentation, red tape was the bane for most high ranking personel, he was no exception, still.. the General's door is always open as he would try to find any excuse to ignore the paper work..
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