ZELTROS
Roman paced around the waste bin, never straying far before he came pacing back the other way. He was like a comet, caught in the gravity of a star, in more ways than one.
He drew hard on his cigarra, blowing smoke into the humid air. He was only half sure why he was here and what the hell he was going to do next.
Xylan had invited him, and he had said yes before he had properly considered it. Zeltros was a strange place for an Imperial Squire and Imperial Senator to do business, and the more Roman saw of the place the more uncertain he grew. It was not at all clear what use Xylan had for him here. They had done good work on Telos, but the squire was worried he was pushing his luck.
He was a little nervous to see the Senator again too. They had been through some stuff on Telos, but it had all happened really fast. Reflecting on it afterwards, Roman wondered if he had not massively overstepped.
He finished the cigarra and stubbed it out on the hard ground. He was here now, there was nothing for it.
Roman strode up the street and turned into the compound Xylan had mentioned.
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