Aithne Charr
Heir of Fire
Juthan sat in the chair as he waited, in his old service dress uniform. It certainly felt weird but none the less it was the only remotely nice thing he owned. He looked down at the datapad again, he had finished the first step of the plan and now he just had to get through the second step. He looked at the door, still wondering when the doors would open for his meeting. He sighed and sat back in the chair as he stared up at the roof, thinking while he sunk further into boredom. @[member="Alli Wren"]