"Zee, are you sure?"
Her lower lip caught between her teeth, the young woman sighed softly, attentive to the voice coming over the comlink curling over her ear. Fingers neatly adjusted her blouse, ensuring it was properly tucked into her skirt. Dark brown eyes were cast toward her reflection as a slow smile curled her lips.
"Positive, Ana. There would only be an issue if you were coming to Intel, and even then it wouldn't be a huge deal. Besides...you've had your heart set on the government for nearly fifty years. Just go, little sister."
"Okay, okay...I'm going. Sheesh. I'll talk to you after, Zee. Maybe lunch at Mirror's Edge after?"
"Sounds like a plan. I'm in my office, so just comm when you're done and I'll come meet you."
"Will do. Wish me luck!"
"You don't need it, you're my sister!"
"I know. That's the problem."
-click-
She laughed softly at Zaia's feigned indignance as she hung up on her older sister. It was a game they often played with one another, getting the other to splutter with amusement at the end of a conversation. She lifted a hand to touch the comlink in her ear, turning the device off, before concentrating and allowing it to disappear beneath the surface of her skin.
Chestnut curls hung loose over her shoulders, parted neatly in the middle for a casual business look. With her leather folio in hand, she strode out of the refresher, heels clicking merrily along the floor as she made her way to the reception area. A Chiss woman was behind the desk, to whom Liana offered a smile as she handed over her temporary ID card.
"Liana Kylir, I have an appointment."
"That you do...welcome, Miss Kylir. Everything seems to be in order. I'll make the notification of your arrival. Please take a seat."
Thanking the woman, she chose a seat near a bank of windows, delighting in the warmth of the sun that shone outside. Legs crossed and hands folded atop her folio, her gaze cascaded across the scenery outside and inside alike.
Her lower lip caught between her teeth, the young woman sighed softly, attentive to the voice coming over the comlink curling over her ear. Fingers neatly adjusted her blouse, ensuring it was properly tucked into her skirt. Dark brown eyes were cast toward her reflection as a slow smile curled her lips.
"Positive, Ana. There would only be an issue if you were coming to Intel, and even then it wouldn't be a huge deal. Besides...you've had your heart set on the government for nearly fifty years. Just go, little sister."
"Okay, okay...I'm going. Sheesh. I'll talk to you after, Zee. Maybe lunch at Mirror's Edge after?"
"Sounds like a plan. I'm in my office, so just comm when you're done and I'll come meet you."
"Will do. Wish me luck!"
"You don't need it, you're my sister!"
"I know. That's the problem."
-click-
She laughed softly at Zaia's feigned indignance as she hung up on her older sister. It was a game they often played with one another, getting the other to splutter with amusement at the end of a conversation. She lifted a hand to touch the comlink in her ear, turning the device off, before concentrating and allowing it to disappear beneath the surface of her skin.
Chestnut curls hung loose over her shoulders, parted neatly in the middle for a casual business look. With her leather folio in hand, she strode out of the refresher, heels clicking merrily along the floor as she made her way to the reception area. A Chiss woman was behind the desk, to whom Liana offered a smile as she handed over her temporary ID card.
"Liana Kylir, I have an appointment."
"That you do...welcome, Miss Kylir. Everything seems to be in order. I'll make the notification of your arrival. Please take a seat."
Thanking the woman, she chose a seat near a bank of windows, delighting in the warmth of the sun that shone outside. Legs crossed and hands folded atop her folio, her gaze cascaded across the scenery outside and inside alike.
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