Saul Whesai
Character
Location: Si Tech Headquarters, Design Division
No... The thrusters would be optimized there... Saul was hunched over his workdesk in Si Tech's design department, scribbling out design plans on sheets of blue design paper. By the amount of crumpled-up balls in the waist basket, it wasn't going very well... Most of his co-workers had already headed home, but his designer mind forced him to drink the midnight oil and try to work out the problems in this new design. As he was tasked with aiding a new project to create a mining vessel, the android did his best to keep up with his active responsibilities. This wasn't something the spacer was used to, and his yearning for the stars was distracting him from his work and making his mind drift. Needless to say, lining everything up just right on a spacecraft design wasn't working out like he hoped.
Scooting his workchair back, Saul rubbed over his eyes, trying his best to wake up and force himself to get this full draft done. That at this rate, he would meet his deadline by the Rancor's gained sentience... Getting up, he left his cubicle as the lights automatically dimmed, showing how late it really was. Hoping a shot of caf would be enough to raise his spirits, he dragged his body over to the coffee machine and made a cup for himself. "Ah... the juice of life..." If only this cup of coffee could prepare him for who he was about to meet.
Andrew Lonek
No... The thrusters would be optimized there... Saul was hunched over his workdesk in Si Tech's design department, scribbling out design plans on sheets of blue design paper. By the amount of crumpled-up balls in the waist basket, it wasn't going very well... Most of his co-workers had already headed home, but his designer mind forced him to drink the midnight oil and try to work out the problems in this new design. As he was tasked with aiding a new project to create a mining vessel, the android did his best to keep up with his active responsibilities. This wasn't something the spacer was used to, and his yearning for the stars was distracting him from his work and making his mind drift. Needless to say, lining everything up just right on a spacecraft design wasn't working out like he hoped.
Scooting his workchair back, Saul rubbed over his eyes, trying his best to wake up and force himself to get this full draft done. That at this rate, he would meet his deadline by the Rancor's gained sentience... Getting up, he left his cubicle as the lights automatically dimmed, showing how late it really was. Hoping a shot of caf would be enough to raise his spirits, he dragged his body over to the coffee machine and made a cup for himself. "Ah... the juice of life..." If only this cup of coffee could prepare him for who he was about to meet.
