I am a son of the Mountain.
Location: Obsidian Knight Primary Battlestation, Geonosis | Time: Early Morning | Tags: [member="Kurenai Yumi"]
The morning had started off as it usually did, early. For Cardinal to get anything done his routine was set to start early in the mornings and end late in the evenings. On Ragnarok-Main, the Obsidian Knight's primary deployment station, night and day were extremely interchangeable. As there was no rise and fall of the sun to give away the time. Aside from a clock the only way to ascertain the time of day was by the lighting. The interior lights were set to dim at night so to give the illusion of the evening hours where the sun was lowering to make way for darkness. That dimness still fell over the powder blue walls as Cardinal moved through the halls. In his hands was a stiff cup of caf he had retrieved from the mess and a rather outdated datapad that was cupped under his arm.
Unlike usual the Dominus Prime was not adorned in the armor of his station, No, he had left the advanced Strike-Armor behind for a much more simple attire. A pair of mud brown slacks and a black tunic covered his body, meshing oddly with his near-bronze skin. He seemed to be in a good enough mood. Something resembling a half-smile came over his face after he took a treasured sip of his caf, enjoying the warmness it brought him in the cold battlestation.
He found himself wandering the halls for several minutes before he finally settled on a destination to review the weekly reports. The main training spire was one of his usual locations to look over paperwork. In a few hours the morning training session would begin and the few cadet Knight's that were training in the battlestation would be under his eye as they were most mornings.
Settling down onto a small bench in the edge of the room, Cardinal rested his cup of caf on the metal beside him before activating the datapad and allowing his near-golden eyes to flash over the information it held.