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Voile de Malheur: Chapter 1 – Arrivant   “I just can’t believe it.”   Scout sat at the Red base’s dining room table, his elbows rested on his knees as he frustratingly pushed his hands into his flushed face.   “How the hell did this even happen?!” He looked across the table at the two men sitting before him. The Medic looked away from younger man’s accusing gaze, unable to give him an answer. The Engineer sat beside his like-minded German colleague. Like the Texan gentleman he often was, the engineer respectfully understood the Scout’s grief and allowed him to have his juvenile outburst.