=/\= Shuttle Bay 2 =/\=
Mnemosyme stood near what should be the front in her dress uniform. Her hair was braided as usual the blonde streak almost looking like a ribbon running through the rest of her dark auburn hair. As Attention was called, she put the imaginary starch in her spine and faced forward. The at ease command allowed her to stand a little more comfortably.
She listened as Vlimar began his speech with why they were all there and became more in tune with the timber of his voice rather than what was being said. {I like...} her calm and thoughts were broken with the resonance of her name. She snapped back to attention and made her way to the spot indicated. Nym might have been embarrassed by the platitudes but she just kept thinking {I was only doing my job.}
Her marine training kept her perfectly still even as his knuckles brushed against her breast as he pinned the medal where it belonged. Vlimar smiled and saluted and Nym barely had a chance to return both the smile and the salute before deck attention was called again and Vlimar left. With the colonel's departure, she began to receive many congratulations. She finally agreed to meet with a small group of marines that she had worked with before for drinks in celebration.
=/\= End Log =/\=
2nd Lieutenant Mnemosyme Nyx
Counselor
S 234 Unity
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