The Anirian Guard slid onto her usual stool at the bar and smiled at Jillian. Jillian was one of the few people outside of work that she considered a friend and today she needed a friend more than usual. She had just found out that her baby sister, Ryan Ashford, had never returned from a mission and she was assumed dead. The news had reached her before it had reached their parents so Ellory had spent the morning with them and now she just needed a drink. She also needed company because it would not end well if she was at home alone.
She ordered her drink and just slowly nursed it as she tried to push aside her sadness. She did not have time for mourning. She was a Guard and she had work to do. Today was the only day she was allowed to grieve openly.