Room 525, Monday Evening

[talon_wraith]

Myn had spent the last several weeks in a sort of blurred haze, off in his own little world that nothing had been able to intrude on

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[notasuiciderisk]

Eric had been out grabbing a bite to eat; seeing Myn packing when he got back was... rather unexpected.

"Getting called home for a mission or something?" he asked, leaning against the wall by the door.

[talon_wraith]

"Yeah," Myn said, finding his uniform at the back of the closet and tossing it on the bed to change into. "This is what I was waiting for."

[notasuiciderisk]

"What you were--" Eric stared a moment. "Wait, this is it? You're not coming back?"

[talon_wraith]

"This wasn't supposed to permanent," Myn pointed out. He was still in a bit of a daze about the whole situation. "I guess they need me back. I hope that doesn't mean someone else died..." he winced, zipping up his bag.