The worst part about reading is that eventually, no matter what you do, the book is going to end. And as unfortunate as that fact was, it was precisely the situation Aadya now found herself in. With an annoyed sigh, she stuffed her datapad back into her pocket and looked out at the same thing she'd been looking at for the past.. god, how many hours had it been?
The mission was recon on Wayland, a border world just inside of Sith space but butting up against the FWA. There were rumors of rogue cells setting up and moving through the jungles, though no official sightings or events had been registered. So of course, drawing the short end of the stick, Aadya had been assigned to a little bit of.. watching the sun move from one end of the sky to the other, waiting to see if anything came up.
She wasn't alone, of course, but that hadn't entirely helped time move by any faster. She was on the mission with another Sith named Vizim that Aadya had never met, and he didn't really seem much like the talking type. Which had been totally fine with her, riiiight up until she'd run out of stuff to read and the only thing left to do was watch the wind move the leaves on the trees.
The tent blind they were in was decently sized, enough room for two people to sleep with space still for a table and some other things. Riffling through one of the bags she'd brought along, Aadya fished out some pazaak cards. Walking over to the table, she slapped them down and took a seat, and finally opened her mouth to talk to Vizim after all of the hours of silence.
Dude, there isn't shit going on out there. She said, her tone obviously bored. Aadya'd also brought along a flask and a bottle to refill it, but for now just the flask would do. Getting it out of her pocket, she took a swig and put it too down on the table.
Want to play a game or two? She asked, though she wasn't hopeful.
Vizim, so far, didn't seem much like the game-playing type.
The mission was recon on Wayland, a border world just inside of Sith space but butting up against the FWA. There were rumors of rogue cells setting up and moving through the jungles, though no official sightings or events had been registered. So of course, drawing the short end of the stick, Aadya had been assigned to a little bit of.. watching the sun move from one end of the sky to the other, waiting to see if anything came up.
She wasn't alone, of course, but that hadn't entirely helped time move by any faster. She was on the mission with another Sith named Vizim that Aadya had never met, and he didn't really seem much like the talking type. Which had been totally fine with her, riiiight up until she'd run out of stuff to read and the only thing left to do was watch the wind move the leaves on the trees.
The tent blind they were in was decently sized, enough room for two people to sleep with space still for a table and some other things. Riffling through one of the bags she'd brought along, Aadya fished out some pazaak cards. Walking over to the table, she slapped them down and took a seat, and finally opened her mouth to talk to Vizim after all of the hours of silence.
Dude, there isn't shit going on out there. She said, her tone obviously bored. Aadya'd also brought along a flask and a bottle to refill it, but for now just the flask would do. Getting it out of her pocket, she took a swig and put it too down on the table.
Want to play a game or two? She asked, though she wasn't hopeful.
Vizim, so far, didn't seem much like the game-playing type.
@Phoenix
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