Jasper Facet 6F4L Cut 6XP opened the door of her room to a business-like knock and found a bouquet of flowers waiting upon the front step. The blossoms were red, white, and pink and piled together into a pleasing arrangement.

"Are those from your lover?"

As you can imagine, the soldier's quarters were very compact.

"Shut your whore mouth."

Laughter in response.

As those large hands took the arrangement inside, they ran into a crisp envelope affixed near the bottom. But first, Jasper drew up some water and a vase to house them.

Inside a drawer of organized utensils, the soldier drew her letter opener and went after the card, which in rich black ink had the word 'Jasper' written across its face in striking calligraphy.

She opened the envelope with a slick and perfect cut, then drew out the entrails in the form of a lace-bordered note.

In meticulous hand writing it read:

Dear Jasper,

I'm sorry I hurt you during your visit to my office a while ago. I shouldn't have done that to you. I hope you can forgive me and find these flowers both pleasant and conciliatory. You didn't deserve that.

—Red Beryl

The warrior gem immediately crinkled her thick brows as plump lips creased into an uneven line, something akin to a bent up pipe cleaner. Then with those large hands, she set the note up, its message facing outward, against the vase. Golden eyes took in the blooms, each about the same size with about the same number of petals per flower, spaced evenly apart from one another, perfectly.

But the alarm rang, and it was time for drills.

The soldier left her apartment with a stomach brewing with hard sensations, and went about her day.