Asa
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Eden Gabriel stood there in what was left of a once great chapel in her homeland. The international assembly of soldiers had turned it into a communications and briefing post. Her arms were crossed as she listened to the complaints of the monks from the outlaying areas about all the blood and death and how it was not good and surely there was some other way. She was calm with them but when one of the soldiers who seemed to know or at least understood part of what they were saying tried to step in her eyes turned to venom and her demeanor seemed to turn ruthless and cold. Some of the soldiers in the room would leave some had strange looks in their eyes and others just seemed suddenly more terrified of this civilian woman than the war raging all around them. She was there on her own but ended up as a translator when she was asked to be one by the villagers who call her family.
Miss Gabriel...
The American soldiers have returned and appear to have found some of the nomads you had informed us about and have brought them here to safety.
She turned back to the priests and asked them to tend to the nomads before turning to walk out of the chapel growling at the massive Italian Corporal who attempted to follow as an unwanted bodyguard.
So Americans... what all did you find?
Her tone always seemed to bristle the team commander yet he also didn't seem to want to gain an internal enemy so he simply nodded to one of his men to deal with her. Her arms crossed as she waited for an answer. Her eyes revealing nothing as she looked this American over waiting for him to talk.
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