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A letter for Myrios Emiliana Blackwell
Julia's boots click as she makes her way up the steps and into the main room of the Legion Chapterhouse. Her eyes roam longingly over the bits of information and lore covering the Legion before turning off to the right to head down the hallway.
Catching sight of Anderson posted outside the office, Julia approaches the Legionnaire and hands a sealed letter over. "It's for Myrios Blackwell," she says, pointing her thumb at the closed door. "Private. She'll want to take a look at that as soon as her duties allow. Have a good day."
Then she turns to leave with stiff shoulders, her boots clicking in her wake.
Catching sight of Anderson posted outside the office, Julia approaches the Legionnaire and hands a sealed letter over. "It's for Myrios Blackwell," she says, pointing her thumb at the closed door. "Private. She'll want to take a look at that as soon as her duties allow. Have a good day."
Then she turns to leave with stiff shoulders, her boots clicking in her wake.