Darron Wraith
Honor | Duty | Courage
Coruscant
Supreme Chancellor's Office.
"Oh why thank you Master Jedi Wraith, your repair is much appreciated." Whatever bits of personality it's programming would allow were shining through in a facsimile of gratitude. Fixing the screws in the droids shoulder joint had been an easy repair, one he had learned while out in the field years back. Then he had needed to fix the war droid that was aiding him, and that machine had given it's "life" to protect the then Jedi Knight. While not a true life form per say, Darron couldn't do anything but help if he had the chance. "You're most certainly welcome," he said as he gathered his belongings that were laid on the desk in the waiting area.
Encumbered with a bag that he threw over his robed shoulder, and a dish with a cake that was for the woman he intended to see. A smile crossed his sharp features, and he brushed his hair back with his free hand before heading towards the door. "Care if I go in and surprise her? Her holo meeting is over, I can feel her frustration from here. She wouldn't be that perturbed if she was actually talking to someone." The droid only nodded in agreement, and Wraith had all the permission he needed. The doors parted for him, and he briskly walked in, pretending to not notice what he had felt only a few seconds ago as the doors snapped shut behind him. "Chancellor, I come on urgent news." Keeping the smile off his face was difficult as he approached her desk. "Matters have come to my attention, and I'm afraid I have limited time." He kept up the serious air as he set the matte black tray and the bag on the table. "It seems we have some business to attend to."
Quickly undoing the bag, he pulled out a familiar green thermos, and two cups. Without a word he poured the tea that had become their ritual while setting a cup for her on her side of the desk while pouring his own. A quick tug of his will pulled a chair closer for him to sit. He then pulled out two plates, and some silverware that was packaged. Opening the dish, he revealed a rather odd looking cake. He spunt it's tiered surface to Aleidis with a smile on his face. "It seems that it's someones birthday soon, and I won't be around because of a mission. So I rushed here to see you dear friend, and to come see how you are doing."
@[member="Aleidis Ijet"]
Supreme Chancellor's Office.
"Oh why thank you Master Jedi Wraith, your repair is much appreciated." Whatever bits of personality it's programming would allow were shining through in a facsimile of gratitude. Fixing the screws in the droids shoulder joint had been an easy repair, one he had learned while out in the field years back. Then he had needed to fix the war droid that was aiding him, and that machine had given it's "life" to protect the then Jedi Knight. While not a true life form per say, Darron couldn't do anything but help if he had the chance. "You're most certainly welcome," he said as he gathered his belongings that were laid on the desk in the waiting area.
Encumbered with a bag that he threw over his robed shoulder, and a dish with a cake that was for the woman he intended to see. A smile crossed his sharp features, and he brushed his hair back with his free hand before heading towards the door. "Care if I go in and surprise her? Her holo meeting is over, I can feel her frustration from here. She wouldn't be that perturbed if she was actually talking to someone." The droid only nodded in agreement, and Wraith had all the permission he needed. The doors parted for him, and he briskly walked in, pretending to not notice what he had felt only a few seconds ago as the doors snapped shut behind him. "Chancellor, I come on urgent news." Keeping the smile off his face was difficult as he approached her desk. "Matters have come to my attention, and I'm afraid I have limited time." He kept up the serious air as he set the matte black tray and the bag on the table. "It seems we have some business to attend to."
Quickly undoing the bag, he pulled out a familiar green thermos, and two cups. Without a word he poured the tea that had become their ritual while setting a cup for her on her side of the desk while pouring his own. A quick tug of his will pulled a chair closer for him to sit. He then pulled out two plates, and some silverware that was packaged. Opening the dish, he revealed a rather odd looking cake. He spunt it's tiered surface to Aleidis with a smile on his face. "It seems that it's someones birthday soon, and I won't be around because of a mission. So I rushed here to see you dear friend, and to come see how you are doing."
@[member="Aleidis Ijet"]