skin, bone, and arrogance
Natasi had a brief moment between meetings, during which time she ate a protein bar, downed a cup of coffe, brushed her teeth, touched up her makeup, and received an update on the unfortunately-named crane crisis. "Good news," said Sioux as she poured Natasi another glass of water. "They found two more -- alive -- in the rubble. Updated figures are in your inbox." The highly-efficient Sioux Chambers nodded at the Moff's pocket communicator. "And no. The General hasn't called." She gave her employer a look that was part empathy, part reproach, and part amusement. "Is there anything else you need?"
"Not just now. You're an angel, Sioux," Natasi said with a heartfelt smile. "Thank you. Would you send Ms. Lopez in, please?"
Natasi stood to receive [member="Dunames Lopez"], extending her hand in greeting. "Ms. Lopez. Very nice to see you again. Please, make yourself comfortable." Natasi smoothed her skirt and resumed her own seat. "I'm glad we have this opportunity to discuss. I found your Civil Services Entrance Exam results during the time of my ... indisposition," she frowned, referring to her time in captivity with the Resistance. "Are you still interested in pursuing a career with the First Order Government and Diplomatic Corps?"
"Not just now. You're an angel, Sioux," Natasi said with a heartfelt smile. "Thank you. Would you send Ms. Lopez in, please?"
Natasi stood to receive [member="Dunames Lopez"], extending her hand in greeting. "Ms. Lopez. Very nice to see you again. Please, make yourself comfortable." Natasi smoothed her skirt and resumed her own seat. "I'm glad we have this opportunity to discuss. I found your Civil Services Entrance Exam results during the time of my ... indisposition," she frowned, referring to her time in captivity with the Resistance. "Are you still interested in pursuing a career with the First Order Government and Diplomatic Corps?"