This did get OOC...So don't go and tell at me...
Do not own Artemis Fowl!
Foaly was tracing some rogue goblins when Commander Root came in...looking like a mess.
Julius's hair was in a disarray, sticking up all over his head. His suit was wrinkled and he had bags under his eyes. He was slouched from sleepiness.
He flopped into a chair nearby and Foaly turned around in his specially designed chair.
"Julius, you look like a troll just mauled you." Said the centaur, probably the only person allowed to say that in Haven about the commander.
"Don't call me Julius centaur, and I know I'm a mess." He replied grumpily, crossing his arms and tilting his head back slightly, only to find that his neck creaked.
"What's the matter Commander? You look like you haven't slept for days."
"That's because I haven't!" He said, getting up and stomping around the room, his face getting redder by the minute.
Foaly tried to suppress the oncoming eye rolling, but failed. Luckily Julius didn't notice so Foaly covered it by looking around the white ops booth, lined with computers and gadgets.
"Sir, I know that this whole goblin riot is very stressful, but-"
"It's not those damn goblins D'arvit!" He said, pounding his fist on a nearby metal desk, causing Foaly to wince. He took a moment to calm down and return to the chair, head in hands. "It's Captain Short."
Foaly sighed from just the mere mention of the deceased fairy. "What about her?"
Root shook his head and sighed. "At first...I thought I could handle the fact that she was gone. Now...now all I can think is that it's my fault."
"What?!" Foaly said incredulously, "Of course it's not your fault Julius!"
"I was the one who told her to go to that ritual site." He argued, completely ignoring Foaly. "And I was the one who told her to recon that troll, the one who-"
"Julius!" Foaly interrupted the elf, standing up to put more emphasis on his point. "You said it to me before. Holly is a grown elf, and a Captain! She knew risks of mud people and she needed the magic! You want to know something? Holly hadn't done the ritual on the odd end of a decade! She was a ignorant, stubborn, and instinctive elf...and that is what made her one of the best LEP officer's in the business. She didn't do what she was told, and usually always succeeded."
Julius shook his head and sighed, looking at the decorative acorns on his uniform, "I know that. But, she didn't even have a proper recycling ceremony..." The Commander trailed off. Then got up abruptly, going to the exit of the ops booth.
"Where are you going Commander?" Foaly asked, finally remembering regulations. He took a few steps with Julius, but didn't go very far before stopping.
The elf stopped, turning his head slightly to the side to look back at him a bit, "I'm going to get Short's body." He said, before starting to walk again.
"Whoa, whoa, wait. What?" Foaly said, stopping The Commander once again, "You can't go and see Fowl! It's against the book! What do you think you're doing?"
Julius turned around, looking the centaur dead in the eyes and contemplated. What was he doing? Holly could already be gone by now. But then he thought...
"Following my gut." He replied, turning back around. He walked to the door saying, "And you better not say anything to the council centaur. I'm just going to the surface for the ritual."
Foaly shook his head and turned around, but nonetheless he was smiling. Even if Captain Holly Short was dead, she had made an impact on one of the most thick headed Commanders in LEP's history.
550 Go! Sorry about before, I used a different copy and paste! SORRY!