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Jul. 23rd, 2008 09:01 pmThe newest supply shipment should be arriving any minute now. Gaius is still on Colonial One, busying himself with...Gaeta wasn't completely clear on what, but something urgent enough to warrant the Chief of Staff greeting the Raptors rather than the President himself.
He shields his eyes with his forearm as they circle in for a landing, the wind whipping back the sleeve of his jacket. Once they're down and the (very literal) dust has settled, Gaeta approaches with a practiced, professional smile, taking the inventory clipboards from each pilot as the doors open with a hiss of depressurization. It's getting easier, being on the civilian side of this.
Dee, who's on board one of Raptors to help with the manual unloading, shoots him an unreadable look that shutters off before reaching true disapproval. That part's still not any easier.
Flipping through the pages attached to each clipboard, Gaeta confirms the inventories one at a time, signs off on them, and starts directing the crews on where to take the supplies.
He shields his eyes with his forearm as they circle in for a landing, the wind whipping back the sleeve of his jacket. Once they're down and the (very literal) dust has settled, Gaeta approaches with a practiced, professional smile, taking the inventory clipboards from each pilot as the doors open with a hiss of depressurization. It's getting easier, being on the civilian side of this.
Dee, who's on board one of Raptors to help with the manual unloading, shoots him an unreadable look that shutters off before reaching true disapproval. That part's still not any easier.
Flipping through the pages attached to each clipboard, Gaeta confirms the inventories one at a time, signs off on them, and starts directing the crews on where to take the supplies.
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