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<blockquote data-quote="The Shaman" data-source="post: 2697295" data-attributes="member: 26473"><p>Normand and Pyotr...[sblock]<span style="color: sienna">“They expect us to be sector troops and stand guard over their houses,”</span> Kat replies, overhearing Normand’s comment. His face is pensive. <span style="color: sienna">“David, you and Pamuk stand a post outside. Be careful – remember, no confrontations.”</span></p><p></p><p>As the two legionnaires move toward the door, it swings open, and in strides the mayor and <em>Monsieur</em> Girard, accompanied by a woman this time – she appears to be in her mid- to late thirties, and wears a simple housedress. Through the open door a considerable crowd can be heard outside.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: sienna">“<em>Sergent</em>, a word with you, now,”</span> says the mayor, his voice echoing off the walls of the lobby.</p><p></p><p>Kat glances at Nedjar and Pamuk, who slip out the door as the mayor continues, <span style="color: sienna">“I want details, <em>sergent</em>...”</span> Before he can continue, the woman interrupts, <span style="color: sienna">“Marie Rubiera is my sister – is she all right? Her children?”</span></p><p></p><p>The Greek legionnaire takes a deep breath – his face is grave. <span style="color: sienna">“<em>Madame</em>, the <em>gendarmes</em> are at the farm now...”</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: sienna">“Don’t give me that, <em>sergent</em>,”</span> the mayor breaks in angrily. <span style="color: sienna">“The <em>gendarme</em> told me they’re all dead,”</span> – the woman recoils slightly at the words – <span style="color: sienna">“You were right there when he said it!”</span> The short man glares at the legionnaire.</p><p></p><p>Kat stands as if at attention. <span style="color: sienna">“We found four bodies belonging to <em>colons</em>. We also found a little girl alive.”</span></p><p></p><p>The woman’s hand rises to her mouth at Kat’s words and she shakes her head as tears begin to flow. The mayor helps her to a seat and Kat kneels down beside her. <span style="color: sienna">“The little girl is with a neighbor...”</span> he says quietly.</p><p></p><p>The heavy-set bearded man with the rifle over his shoulder turns to the other legionnaires as Kat talks softly to the woman. <span style="color: sienna">“My name is Jacques Girard, and I’m the leader of the <em>Unités Territoriales</em> for Portemonte,”</span> His voice is a bass rumble, his face composed behind the thick gray beard. <span style="color: sienna">“Joseph Rubiera is a respected man in the community, and this is a shock for many,”</span> he continues. <span style="color: sienna">“I spoke with him myself this afternoon, when he was in town. It’s difficult to comprehend.”</span></p><p></p><p>He looks to Normand. <span style="color: sienna">“Obviously there was a fight. How many were killed? Were they Arabs? Where did they come from?”</span>[/sblock]</p><p></p><p>Marcel...[sblock]<span style="color: sienna">“A surgical student?”</span> the tall physician replies. <span style="color: sienna">“The Legion seems an odd place for you.”</span> He leads Marcel down a hall past three examining rooms and into the surgery. It’s little more than a large examining room itself, but looking over the setup Marcel can see that’s it efficient if a little austere.</p><p></p><p>Babaye is stretched out on the table, his eyes closed. A nurse in a clean white uniform is laying out surgical instruments on a tray, assiduously protecting the sterile field. She is short and curvy...plump...fat, actually, with bright red curly hair that peeks out the back of her white veil.</p><p></p><p>Dr. Bruzzi points to a wash basin. <span style="color: sienna">“Scrub there while I start the anesthetic.”</span> The doctor prepares a syringe and an IV as Marcel takes a sponge and vigorously scrubs at the blood and grit crusted on his hands, stripping the skin bare and pink. <span style="color: sienna">“I was a military surgeon myself, during the war,”</span> the physician continues as he inserts a needle into a vein in Babaye’s wrist. <span style="color: sienna">“How did you come to be in the Legion?”</span>[/sblock]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="The Shaman, post: 2697295, member: 26473"] Normand and Pyotr...[sblock][color=sienna]“They expect us to be sector troops and stand guard over their houses,”[/color] Kat replies, overhearing Normand’s comment. His face is pensive. [color=sienna]“David, you and Pamuk stand a post outside. Be careful – remember, no confrontations.”[/color] As the two legionnaires move toward the door, it swings open, and in strides the mayor and [i]Monsieur[/i] Girard, accompanied by a woman this time – she appears to be in her mid- to late thirties, and wears a simple housedress. Through the open door a considerable crowd can be heard outside. [color=sienna]“[i]Sergent[/i], a word with you, now,”[/color] says the mayor, his voice echoing off the walls of the lobby. Kat glances at Nedjar and Pamuk, who slip out the door as the mayor continues, [color=sienna]“I want details, [i]sergent[/i]...”[/color] Before he can continue, the woman interrupts, [color=sienna]“Marie Rubiera is my sister – is she all right? Her children?”[/color] The Greek legionnaire takes a deep breath – his face is grave. [color=sienna]“[i]Madame[/i], the [i]gendarmes[/i] are at the farm now...”[/color] [color=sienna]“Don’t give me that, [i]sergent[/i],”[/color] the mayor breaks in angrily. [color=sienna]“The [i]gendarme[/i] told me they’re all dead,”[/color] – the woman recoils slightly at the words – [color=sienna]“You were right there when he said it!”[/color] The short man glares at the legionnaire. Kat stands as if at attention. [color=sienna]“We found four bodies belonging to [i]colons[/i]. We also found a little girl alive.”[/color] The woman’s hand rises to her mouth at Kat’s words and she shakes her head as tears begin to flow. The mayor helps her to a seat and Kat kneels down beside her. [color=sienna]“The little girl is with a neighbor...”[/color] he says quietly. The heavy-set bearded man with the rifle over his shoulder turns to the other legionnaires as Kat talks softly to the woman. [color=sienna]“My name is Jacques Girard, and I’m the leader of the [i]Unités Territoriales[/i] for Portemonte,”[/color] His voice is a bass rumble, his face composed behind the thick gray beard. [color=sienna]“Joseph Rubiera is a respected man in the community, and this is a shock for many,”[/color] he continues. [color=sienna]“I spoke with him myself this afternoon, when he was in town. It’s difficult to comprehend.”[/color] He looks to Normand. [color=sienna]“Obviously there was a fight. How many were killed? Were they Arabs? Where did they come from?”[/color][/sblock] Marcel...[sblock][color=sienna]“A surgical student?”[/color] the tall physician replies. [color=sienna]“The Legion seems an odd place for you.”[/color] He leads Marcel down a hall past three examining rooms and into the surgery. It’s little more than a large examining room itself, but looking over the setup Marcel can see that’s it efficient if a little austere. Babaye is stretched out on the table, his eyes closed. A nurse in a clean white uniform is laying out surgical instruments on a tray, assiduously protecting the sterile field. She is short and curvy...plump...fat, actually, with bright red curly hair that peeks out the back of her white veil. Dr. Bruzzi points to a wash basin. [color=sienna]“Scrub there while I start the anesthetic.”[/color] The doctor prepares a syringe and an IV as Marcel takes a sponge and vigorously scrubs at the blood and grit crusted on his hands, stripping the skin bare and pink. [color=sienna]“I was a military surgeon myself, during the war,”[/color] the physician continues as he inserts a needle into a vein in Babaye’s wrist. [color=sienna]“How did you come to be in the Legion?”[/color][/sblock] [/QUOTE]
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