Senator of Naboo
The datapad dimmed and then the screen shut off. It had been sitting idle beside Dominic for the best part of five minutes. He made no attempt to pick it up, barely registering that it no longer illuminated the wooden bench he sat on.
Here in the arboretum of the Outbound Flight, he had found a specific angle where he could look up through the trees and the foliage would obscure the metallic frame and structure of the dome overhead. With that and just a dash of suspension of disbelief, he was able to imagine himself back on Naboo, or home on Brentaal. It was a small thing, but a thing nonetheless.
Assignments had been coming thick and fast.
Ravion Corvalis
seemed to delight in offering queries to the missions parameters that would cause Dominic multiple long nights. Much of his free time had evaporated, and life for the past two weeks had given way to long work days, and then a quick shower before a half dozen hours sleep, a ration bar on the go and back into another work day.
Much had been put aside, postponed or cancelled. He would indeed be grateful when his other aide arrived to take some of the growing burden, and when
Elysia Thanopis
could distract Ravion long enough to get him off Dominic's back.
Gods. He hated being on this mission, away from his constituents. Away from the Senate. Getting back to his old life would be a godsend. Very few bright spots existed on this long, bureaucracy laden sidequest.
His hands came up and smeared across his face. His neck was getting sore, and his eyes heavy. Nevertheless, the stars were beautiful tonight.
Just five more minutes.
Here in the arboretum of the Outbound Flight, he had found a specific angle where he could look up through the trees and the foliage would obscure the metallic frame and structure of the dome overhead. With that and just a dash of suspension of disbelief, he was able to imagine himself back on Naboo, or home on Brentaal. It was a small thing, but a thing nonetheless.
Assignments had been coming thick and fast.
Much had been put aside, postponed or cancelled. He would indeed be grateful when his other aide arrived to take some of the growing burden, and when
Gods. He hated being on this mission, away from his constituents. Away from the Senate. Getting back to his old life would be a godsend. Very few bright spots existed on this long, bureaucracy laden sidequest.
His hands came up and smeared across his face. His neck was getting sore, and his eyes heavy. Nevertheless, the stars were beautiful tonight.
Just five more minutes.