Of course not.
And really, it would all depend on who you asked.
But for most of the galaxy, it was a move that might actually be appreciated.
Just as Marshal Julian was about to appreciate the unexpected boon that was about to land on his desk.
Curtis stormed into the Marshal's office without knocking.
Normally, this would be grounds for disciplinary action.
But Eden, who had been prepared to lecture him on basic decorum, paused when she saw the look on his dorky face.
That was not a man arriving with routine paperwork.
The Marshal glanced up from the logistical nightmare he was reviewing. The profiles of all those masters who just requested clearance were certainly alarming.
Curtis looked like he had seen the end of the world.
"Curtis. Did someone die?" Julian asked calmly.
"Soon, Marshal," Curtis replied. "If we don't do anything, someone just might."
That was more than enough to get the Marshal's full attention.
