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" 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 . "

| Deirdre Farrell-Frazier | Captain |
| Navy | NAVCOM | Halo RP | MDNI | 21+ |
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" 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥, 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭."
"Irish Whiskey, aged around twelve years. It's a new one, I haven't had this one yet, surprisingly enough."

A soft trace of a smile made itself known on her features as she reached for another glass.

"Would you care to join me for a glass or two?"
November 29, 2025 at 6:23 AM
November 29, 2025 at 5:07 AM
"Unofficially, she is. She did assume the role herself after all."

Deirdre took another sip from her coffee mug, longer this time. Upon lowering it, she would nod towards the Alpha.

"Whether or not it becomes official is entirely up to my discretion. For your sake, I hope I don't have to."
duration .

No adding or subtracting to the population , no marriages or divorces . And probably dial back on bothering the ODSTs ... Again .
November 29, 2025 at 4:17 AM
She'd raise a brow at him in response to his question, lowering the mug as the corners of her mouth pulled into a taut line.

"Do I need to assign you a chaperone in order to ensure there's order on my ship?"

Her eyes narrowed slightly, honing in on Emile like he were a target.
activities during leave ?" He could feel Carter haunting him , truthfully — But the thought did make him smirk . Probably would've gave him shit for waking up in someone else's bunk , but commend him for not inking anyone .
November 28, 2025 at 11:14 PM
"I've noticed she keeps you from getting into too much trouble. I wouldn't take that for granted."

Deirdre lifted the rim of her mug to her lips, taking a brief sip of black liquid.

"I may be Catholic, but this isn't a confessional, Two-Three-Nine. I believe you and your own are still on leave."
her bunk after I passed out ."

At least Talia wasn't like him , doing sloppy ink while blackout drunk — Jun was lucky to be doing big boy stuff now , lest Emile gets to draw more bullshit on the Chief of Staff's skin .
November 28, 2025 at 10:20 PM
It almost reminded her of catching a misbehaving child, it was charming, really.

"At ease, Spartan."

Though her headache was creeping into the back of her eye sockets, she managed a small semblance of a smile.

"I'm glad to hear it was an eventful evening, as it should be for you all."
Just not gonna mention that he outdrank an ODST . Not that it needed to be said .
November 28, 2025 at 7:50 PM
Her attention moved towards him as he was passing by, taking note of his demeanor.

"Good morning, Spartan. I trust you had a good evening last night?"
And he's carefully walking past , coming from B271's room towards his own ...
She's awake, and with a headache.

Deirdre is holding onto her coffee mug with a vice grip.
November 28, 2025 at 5:15 PM
She's awake, and with a headache.

Deirdre is holding onto her coffee mug with a vice grip.
November 28, 2025 at 4:55 PM
ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏꜰɪʟᴇ
November 28, 2025 at 4:34 PM
ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴɴᴇʟ ᴘʀᴏꜰɪʟᴇ
November 28, 2025 at 4:33 PM
" 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥, 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭."
November 28, 2025 at 4:31 PM