With the practiced ease of ages behind him newly promoted Field Marshal Elmo "Xhairs" Barchus slammed the drawer upwards from under the desk so it would slide open. Strange realy, he had spent more time here than he had in his home, but he never had gotten around to fixing that damn drawer. He realised he would miss it, just as he would miss all the people, the feeling of camraderie.
He pulled out his personal belongings from the drawer and slammed it back shut before dumping pens, paperknifes, data crystals and the odd Holo-Pic into his moving box. Almost done, just a few lose ends to tie up.
Cracking his knuckles he activated the work station on his desk, the holographic screen coming to life.
"let´s see here.... Crackshot and Zeru, mission acomplished, both agents MIA, suspected to have gone into deep cover. Do not try to contact."
"Naefen, mission terminated, agent to return to active duty."
"Duksterkargo, mission terminated, recomend promotion, agent to return to active duty."
With a sigh he signed the last reports and keyed in his final order.
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::: Disciples of Omni-Tek Mainframe :::
User: Xhairs
Rank: Field Marshal
Detatchemnt Rank: General
Password: ***********
Username: ********
Command: Close and erase account. Scrub passwords. return office to pool.
:::Warning, this will erase this account completely, and only a higher ranking member will be able to reinstate it. Do you wish to continue?:::
:::*Y/N*:::
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He sat there, in his dark office, staring unblinkingly on the flashing prompt. He was leaving what had become as close to home as anything after he had left the Clans. He was cutting everything but personal ties, and he was going out on his own for the first time in years. What he would find out there, he did not know, and the thought was a bit intimidating.
With a swift push he hit Y, grabbed his box and the cigare humidor of the desk and was out the door.
THe Holo-monitor blinked a few times and flashed it´s final message.
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:::Command aknowledged:::
:::Shutting down account and scrubbing all memory sectors:::
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:::Good bye General:::
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Then it went black too, leaving the office in total darkness, waiting for it´s next inhabitant.
((OOC: Good bye Disciples, it has been a fun time, and you know where to reach me. I love you all.
And before anyone asks, no, i am not leaving AO, just streatching my "legs" in the game as it were.))
