Nyvaana_Barnard
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Barnard, the station’s chief of security, was unhappy, though that feeling didn’t show through in either her rigid, commanding stance or her cold, watchful gaze. There were many reasons for this, but the most immediate was that she was here, watching what could very well turn into a full-scale brawl, and she had to be neutral about it. Diplomatic. She had come with the group personally because of the high profile of those gathered here. The thought of trying to be diplomatic in any possible confrontation with them seemed a difficult prospect at best. On one hand, if a riot did start, wading in and bashing a few skulls might actually make her feel better in some ways, but she couldn’t let that happen. She understood the importance of order. She didn’t understand exactly what all the uproar was about – she’d only heard what they’d been told over the comm. badge and the sounds garnered from the background – but she didn’t plan on ignoring a call from a Rear Admiral. There seemed to be a lot of them floating around these days. Now accusations and threats – or the next thing to threats – were still being passed back and forth. There was no fighting though, not yet. The officers with her stayed where they were, watching, alert but not acting – not until she gave them an order, a gesture, something of the kind. For now, they watched and waited, in case things got out of hand.
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