It starts with a bit of real history and goes from there.
A glance at her phone. Still 20 minutes early.
But she was there all the same for her misguided humans. Someone had to be.
Setrak. Levon. Hovnan the barber. Apraham from Bitlis.
And so Huri came back from the Great War changed. She'd found her calling, and so she remained in the 69th, even as she drifted from one civvie job to another
Huri gasped, then chuckled despite herself as she turned to rise and greet the source of the piercing interjection.
"First Sergeant O'Halloran," she replied. They exchanged salutes, then the tall, pale banshee woman smiled.
"I have. Suspicions. About the new kid in Bravo Company."
"/Amaaan/," Huri rolled her eyes. "You have no idea how long I've been holding my tongue about her, but after the last training run at Knox, I swear--"
"Oh?" The banshee chuckled. "What'd she do?"
"SPC...Balmanoukian, wasn't it?"
Huri nodded vigorously. "Yep. Nora Balmanoukian. 2nd PLT of B Company."
Huri paused, pursed her lips, and then threw caution to the wind and said it.
"I'm thinking...I'm thinking she's a Peri."
Peri, winged and mischievous spirits, had a history as long as a Tev did.
"She knows me as a Hai woman. I dunno if she's clocked me as a Tev."
Drinking deeply of the cooling coffee, Siobhán sighed, then set down the mug. "Alright. Alright. Let's get the others together and talk about this."
"Not yet." Siobhán shook her head. "But if she's one of ours, lass...aye, ye can bet there'll be others. We'd best be ready."