Enlistment Office [Recruitment]

[Yngen]

Nebotuda bows to the admiral. Pausing for just a moment, reflecting on the fit of his old uniform...not tight as he had feared, but the same as it was all those years ago. Very little passed verbally between the two men. Sulu's gift sat serenely on his desk as he poored tea for his old comrade. Both knew time had passed in Nebotuda's absense, the nature of the war changed, the lines between good and evil blurred... A very short amount of thought was spent between the two of them remembering the simpler days. But they were practical men, who measured their words exactly to the task at hand.

"Admiral, you have given an old man back his honor. I can now live my life in peace as I was meant to. But old men do not win wars."

Nebotuda gestures around the office

"Where are the Samurai? There is no doubt the two of us would fight to the last man against Bretonia, but surely you would see us victorious in the Taus, with a million Samurai's crying over the sun?"

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[AU]Anton_Blix
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