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furiousmaximus) wrote2007-10-10 04:53 pm
furiousmaximus) wrote2007-10-10 04:53 pm
[sandbox]
Antillar Maximus stands at the far end of the Elinarch. He is the ranking officer out with the cohort on guard for a surprise attack from the Canes. They'd be beaten back, but there were a lot of them out there, and they might come again. Tavi would have been the ranking officer, but Max had finally convinced him to get some real sleep four hours before. Without furies to draw on, the commander couldn't push himself as hard as his troops could. Besides, Max knew his business.
His eyes scan across the terrain in front of him taking in the still-smoldering ruins where the firetrap had done less than they had hoped. Behind him he hears the steady rhythm of the Legion's engineers improving the fortifications along the bridge.
For one long moment, Max closes his eyes as he thinks about all the men they lost. But they had held. They had held.
His eyes scan across the terrain in front of him taking in the still-smoldering ruins where the firetrap had done less than they had hoped. Behind him he hears the steady rhythm of the Legion's engineers improving the fortifications along the bridge.
For one long moment, Max closes his eyes as he thinks about all the men they lost. But they had held. They had held.
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"I suppose... I could go to bed again. Since I've just given out a few orders and checked on things."
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He nods. Very emphatically.
"It is, in fact, my sacred right. And duty. That as well."
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"To bed?"
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