Tagging along with his junior officer Ferghus had pondered about whether or not Pen already knew who the man was. No, surely an upstanding marine wouldn't go out of their way to say something like 'screw responsibility' to their superior. Not that commander had particularly cared about the remark. Maybe the boy had simply been free with his thoughts and open, or maybe --

[color=darkred]"Can you believe this is still Headquarters?"[/color]

His thought interrupted, as they had often been, barely looking out upon the harbor. A much different scene to be sure, the Undertown as it appeared from above looked to be a regular pirate cove. But of course, that was not the case with a marine headquarters just a short distance away.
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"Naw, its a whole 'nother world." [/color] Ferghus remarked as the duo passed numerous unsavory folk. As well as many a shadowy buidling, of course it wasn't all that unsettling, sure he'd never been around these parts, yet as Pen had said, 'All bark and no bite'

Eventually the young marine stopped in his tracks, in which Ferghus mimed shortly after. The sounds of an argument were all too clear, a rather one sided one at that. Sensing quite a bit of trickery in Pen's voice, the commander placed a hand upon his shoulder just as he shuffled about.
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"Whataya doin' boyo? Ya can't just walk up and take something like yer doin', ya gotta be direct with people like that!" [/color] At which point Ferghus had been speaking rather boisterously, alerting the furious marine to the two's presence. To which the senior officer smiled and waved ever so harmlessly.