Quill normally wasn’t one for being curt and brusque with his commands. Normally he shrouded them with jokes and quips, laced them with in-jokes, made it seem more like a friendly suggestion than the order of a superior. It was just the way he was. Normally, authority didn’t come to him naturally. But under the circumstances, a steady tone with no room for ambiguity and no space for doubt just seemed like the best option.… Read More

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