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The Dauntless- Thursday
Dec. 6th, 2018 10:56 amIt only took nearly a year, but Sia had finally gotten a win that she didn't have to fight tooth and nail for. In fact, this one had been fairly easy.
She'd been very firm in wanting to install an array to connect the Outer Rim to the rest of the galaxy again, one of the casualties of the war. It felt important to her for all citizens of the galaxy to be able to communicate, and not just because one of those Outer Rim planets was the capital of the Empire. To her surprise, she hadn't gotten a lot of opposition to it for once, and she assumed the others afually saw eye to eye with her on this.
She'd insisted on going to see the location of the array as it was being started, in part for the press and equally in part because sometimes she needed to get away. It still meant doing all the same duties as she did normally, just from her flagship, in her quarters, instead of in a meeting room. It also meant shutting down a call after another annoying meeting, and barely managing not to make faces at where the holographic images of her fellow triumvirs had been.
Because she was better than that.
[Not drowning at work for once so I'm doing canon stuff! Can be open for calls and texts!]
She'd been very firm in wanting to install an array to connect the Outer Rim to the rest of the galaxy again, one of the casualties of the war. It felt important to her for all citizens of the galaxy to be able to communicate, and not just because one of those Outer Rim planets was the capital of the Empire. To her surprise, she hadn't gotten a lot of opposition to it for once, and she assumed the others afually saw eye to eye with her on this.
She'd insisted on going to see the location of the array as it was being started, in part for the press and equally in part because sometimes she needed to get away. It still meant doing all the same duties as she did normally, just from her flagship, in her quarters, instead of in a meeting room. It also meant shutting down a call after another annoying meeting, and barely managing not to make faces at where the holographic images of her fellow triumvirs had been.
Because she was better than that.
[Not drowning at work for once so I'm doing canon stuff! Can be open for calls and texts!]
