"You know, I'd usually ask if you wanted to come along with me, but I know how tedious you find these little science meetings." Korre's lips upturned into a smile as she spoke with her assistant, referring teasingly to his distaste for the sort of scientific gathering the Belascan so often loved to attend. The assistant in question, Florin, just shook his head and smiled at his datapad. He didn't need to voice his appreciation or his amusement. "If you could just make sure my ship is ready for tomorrow morning, I'd appreciate that."
A day later, Korre was touching down on Ord Mantell. It wasn't a planet she'd usually visit, but she'd been invited to a convention where they'd be talking about some new technology that'd been developed regarding genome sequences (or something similar like that). The convention was open to the public as well, but her special status meant she'd get to go and rub shoulders with the VIPs and view it separated from the public. She arrived in a cream-colored, silk dress with her hair tied back and pinned up in a braided low bun.
"Miss Belasi, welcome. Right this way," the waiting attendant greeted, gesturing for her to follow through to a door off to the side. She followed the hallway until she reached a balcony overlooking the open convention room. Below she could see all sorts in the crowd, from what looked like field trips of students, to those who'd wandered in off the street out of curiosity, to cleanly-dressed scientist-looking folks of all kinds. She even swore she saw a helmeted figure in the crowd somewhere, but her blue eyes lost the figure as soon as she'd found it.
"Hopefully all goes well!" she commented absentmindedly to whoever was beside her, some well-off looking lady of sorts. The woman agreed, responding with the hopes that "those ruffians off the street" didn't find it necessary to ruin such an event. Korre didn't respond, her eyes trained on the trio making their way on stage.
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A day later, Korre was touching down on Ord Mantell. It wasn't a planet she'd usually visit, but she'd been invited to a convention where they'd be talking about some new technology that'd been developed regarding genome sequences (or something similar like that). The convention was open to the public as well, but her special status meant she'd get to go and rub shoulders with the VIPs and view it separated from the public. She arrived in a cream-colored, silk dress with her hair tied back and pinned up in a braided low bun.
"Miss Belasi, welcome. Right this way," the waiting attendant greeted, gesturing for her to follow through to a door off to the side. She followed the hallway until she reached a balcony overlooking the open convention room. Below she could see all sorts in the crowd, from what looked like field trips of students, to those who'd wandered in off the street out of curiosity, to cleanly-dressed scientist-looking folks of all kinds. She even swore she saw a helmeted figure in the crowd somewhere, but her blue eyes lost the figure as soon as she'd found it.
"Hopefully all goes well!" she commented absentmindedly to whoever was beside her, some well-off looking lady of sorts. The woman agreed, responding with the hopes that "those ruffians off the street" didn't find it necessary to ruin such an event. Korre didn't respond, her eyes trained on the trio making their way on stage.
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