Bethany Haverford
Loyalty Tempered with Survival
Perhaps life on Ession should have felt differently given it was a new world and her life was being run by a new Sith Lord, but the shift from a small room on Darth Jocast's base world to one on Darth Mephirium's was next to nothing; the order of her life was as before and her friends and colleagues were still present. The largest change had been the increase in the military's sense of purpose and its meetings. So many meetings.
In spite of the inconvenience, Darth Mephirium's ambitions had given Annie, as it had given at least some of her friends, new life. Though the hours were long, they were fascinating, and she found herself putting her talents to use more in the last few weeks than she had in the last year of her time with Jocast. She gave a nod and a smile to another colonel as she crossed into the capital building and turned to trot up the staircase to her arranged meeting in Darth Mephirium's personal office, ponytail bouncing behind her. They were planning an assault of galactic proportions; every piece this early in the game needed to be played with an eye to strategy if they intended to proceed at the speed Darth Mephirium expected.
Annie quirked a somewhat exhilarated smile at Darth Mephirium's back as she stopped in the doorway of the room, but let it fade to attentive pleasantness before she knocked on the open doorway to announce herself. Her research into his background had been enlightening; perhaps it explained why it had taken him so long to resurface and reclaim what was rightfully his, in spite of the more than adequate nature of Ession as a stronghold. "Good morning, sir. Colonel Haverford reporting as ordered. May I enter?"
[member="Darth Mephirium"]
In spite of the inconvenience, Darth Mephirium's ambitions had given Annie, as it had given at least some of her friends, new life. Though the hours were long, they were fascinating, and she found herself putting her talents to use more in the last few weeks than she had in the last year of her time with Jocast. She gave a nod and a smile to another colonel as she crossed into the capital building and turned to trot up the staircase to her arranged meeting in Darth Mephirium's personal office, ponytail bouncing behind her. They were planning an assault of galactic proportions; every piece this early in the game needed to be played with an eye to strategy if they intended to proceed at the speed Darth Mephirium expected.
Annie quirked a somewhat exhilarated smile at Darth Mephirium's back as she stopped in the doorway of the room, but let it fade to attentive pleasantness before she knocked on the open doorway to announce herself. Her research into his background had been enlightening; perhaps it explained why it had taken him so long to resurface and reclaim what was rightfully his, in spite of the more than adequate nature of Ession as a stronghold. "Good morning, sir. Colonel Haverford reporting as ordered. May I enter?"
[member="Darth Mephirium"]