Waiting in the sky
Ah, the Chiss. Jared was a bit intrigued if they were going to show up. He knew his history, it was part of his own unique upbringing. And to see the Chiss showing up was definitely something to be interrupted for. He had snapped up to his feet, eyeing the rest of the crowd, an eye on Fel and an eye on the Chiss. Was this a time to salute? Or was it just a business meeting.
It was only fair, after all. Jared didn’t technically have a rank in anything that mattered, merely a flight leader from one of the squadrons within his home Wing, but still, he did follow military diction and protocol. At least he wasn’t the only military brat here.
He’d have to keep an eye on the Chiss.
It was only fair, after all. Jared didn’t technically have a rank in anything that mattered, merely a flight leader from one of the squadrons within his home Wing, but still, he did follow military diction and protocol. At least he wasn’t the only military brat here.
He’d have to keep an eye on the Chiss.