Open RP post for Taura

[smashandgrab]

The trooper was Sergeant Taura, unmistakable even from the back and dressed in clean grey ship-knits and friction-slippers. She sat cross-legged to reduce her intimidating height. The girls, overcoming fear, crept up to her and even touched her with apparent fascination. Of all the Dendarii Taura had never, even in the most frantic moments, addressed the clones with anything but politely-worded requests. She now had all the air of a fairy-tale heroine trying to make pets of wild animals.

And succeeding. As Mark came up, two of the clone girls actually skittered around behind the seated sergeant, to peek at him over the protection of her broad shoulders.


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vorkosiverse

[everythinglost]

"I was born on Jackson's Whole," Fitz says, leaning against a wall. "Well, for some definitions."

Despite being in proper uniform, he manages to give off the suggestion that it's both rumpled and not quite correct. Possibly it's just to go with his irregular haircut and poor posture. Still, jump pilots are often on the odd side, and the fleet is no stranger to oddness.