"Quite alright," Fiolette took another swig of bourbon and closed her eyes, jaw clenched as she felt a surge of darkness. A second swig and she opened her eyes a finger circling the top of her glass and while she was well aware of the show that Ms. Raaf was putting on. The Galidraani squared her shoulders and turned to her own meal as the Grand Marshal spoke of her family, "well while I'm sure our relations are forever an intrinsic part of our lives. They are not, however, a definition of who we are and who we become." The redhead pushed away any impulsive thought to act on her previous notion to sign the deal and leave as much as she wanted to. She steeled herself there to feed a different desire, "but let us not talk of our families, surely there will be a time where we can both divulge such vulnerabilities."
This was not that time.
"Now, I had been going over some of your catalog the other day and what intrigued me was your, what do you call it the Mjolnir cannon?" Fiolette's fork stabbed into her meal in a way that felt like ages ago, when she was a simple lieutenant that hungered for the power of an admiral. "As my team and I are currently in the development of a type of reactor-arc weapon based on following a particular type of particle released by most standard hypermatter engines."
As she set the fork down and relaxed in her seat, Fiolette took the glass of bourbon and brought it back to her lips. Her eyes wandered she knew the show was for her so why not indulge?
[member="Taeli Raaf"]
This was not that time.
"Now, I had been going over some of your catalog the other day and what intrigued me was your, what do you call it the Mjolnir cannon?" Fiolette's fork stabbed into her meal in a way that felt like ages ago, when she was a simple lieutenant that hungered for the power of an admiral. "As my team and I are currently in the development of a type of reactor-arc weapon based on following a particular type of particle released by most standard hypermatter engines."
As she set the fork down and relaxed in her seat, Fiolette took the glass of bourbon and brought it back to her lips. Her eyes wandered she knew the show was for her so why not indulge?
[member="Taeli Raaf"]