Loreena Arenais-Valhoun
Owner of Dar'manda Industries
The Elysium fleet moved through hyperspace on it's journey to Mnemosyne. And instead of travelling inside of Jaster's Delight, Lori had decided to be on board the Capital Destroyer. There was a big feast to prepare for and she was needed within the Embassy of her world to welcome dignitories and the like. Which meant that she had to dress up. Which also meant that she had to live up to her promise to
Heath Valhoun
and portray herself as a happy bride if
Rex Valhoun
was to join her.
Of course it wasn't as though she disliked Rex at all for he wasn't a cruel man towards her. Yet there was no closeness between them. Instead there was almost an awkwardness towards eachother like two teens forced to be paired together for some homecoming dance. At least there was no pressure on them to have any children.
Lori had just finished a bit of fight training with Arla, hoping it'd help to take her mind out of having to perform at the big feast that was to take place in a matter of days. It was a great sparring match, though as always her bodyguard's strength overpowered her own. Even her speed was overmatched. But still, Lori held her own and learned a few more grapple maneuvers to get herself out of a pickle.
After showering and getting back into her spacer outfit, she headed down to one of the messhalls. Lori was starving and there was always food available within. She got into the small line up after picking up an empty tray and smiled a little at the others nearby. She didn't exhert her authority, much like the rest of the Valhoun's didn't. Right now she was just hungry like everyone else that was currently there.
Var-Sulis


Of course it wasn't as though she disliked Rex at all for he wasn't a cruel man towards her. Yet there was no closeness between them. Instead there was almost an awkwardness towards eachother like two teens forced to be paired together for some homecoming dance. At least there was no pressure on them to have any children.
Lori had just finished a bit of fight training with Arla, hoping it'd help to take her mind out of having to perform at the big feast that was to take place in a matter of days. It was a great sparring match, though as always her bodyguard's strength overpowered her own. Even her speed was overmatched. But still, Lori held her own and learned a few more grapple maneuvers to get herself out of a pickle.
After showering and getting back into her spacer outfit, she headed down to one of the messhalls. Lori was starving and there was always food available within. She got into the small line up after picking up an empty tray and smiled a little at the others nearby. She didn't exhert her authority, much like the rest of the Valhoun's didn't. Right now she was just hungry like everyone else that was currently there.
