DarthHERA
Jan 25th, 2004, 08:37:25 PM
Hera was ushered into an ante room by a rigid and formal petty officer to await her audiance. Crisp in his flawless uniform, Hera wondered if his undershorts were as starched as his personality. Sure, military guys were notorious non-talkers, but this guy was off the chart. Probably considered a grunt too much conversation.
"Wait here"
She declined to take a seat, prefering instead to stroll the length of the waiting room to examine a model of the Emporers former Flagship displayed on a sleek black mantle.
The officer turned and strode from the room, leaving Hera guarded by two troopers on either side of the doorway.
Twisting where she stood, the Faene Mistress wiggled her fingers in goodbye wave to the mans rigid retreating back. Nice talking to you
Hera was unsure to which of his superiors he would report her arrival too - Tchort, or Balades, hell - he might even bring Xilarian back with him. Wouldnt that be a kicker, she grinned to herself.
What Hera was sure of, she had not been expected and her appearance would be as much a surprise to them as it was to herself.
"Wait here"
She declined to take a seat, prefering instead to stroll the length of the waiting room to examine a model of the Emporers former Flagship displayed on a sleek black mantle.
The officer turned and strode from the room, leaving Hera guarded by two troopers on either side of the doorway.
Twisting where she stood, the Faene Mistress wiggled her fingers in goodbye wave to the mans rigid retreating back. Nice talking to you
Hera was unsure to which of his superiors he would report her arrival too - Tchort, or Balades, hell - he might even bring Xilarian back with him. Wouldnt that be a kicker, she grinned to herself.
What Hera was sure of, she had not been expected and her appearance would be as much a surprise to them as it was to herself.