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Jun. 18th, 2017 01:19 amHera has the lounge to herself for once – yes, it's because she'd sent everyone else off the Ghost on errands, but it was also time she needed alone. Her last conversation is replaying itself over and over in her mind, as she takes stock of the ship's supplies, runs through her datapad, calculates their next flight path.
A holo image of a blue-green planet glows above the dejarik board, rotating slowly. She's left the projector on top of the table, every so often looking back to it as she works, reaching for her datapad again and flipping through it.
Maybe preparing for her next conversation. Though she's used to it by now, she never really likes having to give 'I can't tell you how I know, but this is what we're doing next' news.
A holo image of a blue-green planet glows above the dejarik board, rotating slowly. She's left the projector on top of the table, every so often looking back to it as she works, reaching for her datapad again and flipping through it.
Maybe preparing for her next conversation. Though she's used to it by now, she never really likes having to give 'I can't tell you how I know, but this is what we're doing next' news.
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