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The clerk spoke to them, giving instructions to take a seat while the business before them was completed. His thin, gnarly-knuckled hand indicated to the wide variety of seating available, skin so thin that Valerie could see the criss-crossing of blue veins running along his fingers. The girl summoned the faintest of smiles, nodding her head in understanding. She tip-toed over to a nearby chaise lounging chair which was covered in an opulent velvet the colour of dark burgundy.
The female lowered herself down, feeling the soft cushioning give way beneath her much more than she was used to. The lounging chair was stuffed in the pillow areas with some kind of material, making it spongy and comfortable almost like the couch Valerie had grown accustomed to long into the future. The familiarity made her squeamish, considering it was out of place among the other completely unusual circumstances. Despite the apparent comfort, she felt she couldn't relax. Valerie's sat with her knees held tightly against each other, hands clasped into a knotted ball while her foot bounced nervously against the floor.
Soon, the Greek man left, disappearing behind the tall doors which led to the Emperor - or so Valerie assumed. He seemed to struggle with the weight of portal, a soft grunt audible before he eventually managed to leave. Thick and heavy. An obstacle for sure, but is it more for keeping people out or keeping people in? The female's thoughts were only proving to fray her nerves further, the bouncing of her foot migrating until her entire leg was moving up and down in a nervous tapping. Her hands tightened in their grip of each other, knuckles going white to match the paling complexion of her face.
This weighting is going to make me a nervous wreck before we even get to the Emperor. More than ever I wish I could jump straight back through the portal that had brought me here. This meeting is vital, according to the message that Hugo sent. If it goes poorly though, it could easily end in Kaeso or I being executed with a single wrong word.
The centurion spoke to her, Valerie's head turning to him sharply and making the earrings at her ears tinkle with the sound of metal and gems clinking together. "I'd much rather be at the zoo, feeding a punch of zebra. In fact, I would settle for being in my apartment scribbling down notes or working late. Or even dealing with Octavia at the baths. In fact, I'd take an hour of Aquila pulling at my hair again over this waiting - I think I'm on the verge of losing my mind."
The female lowered herself down, feeling the soft cushioning give way beneath her much more than she was used to. The lounging chair was stuffed in the pillow areas with some kind of material, making it spongy and comfortable almost like the couch Valerie had grown accustomed to long into the future. The familiarity made her squeamish, considering it was out of place among the other completely unusual circumstances. Despite the apparent comfort, she felt she couldn't relax. Valerie's sat with her knees held tightly against each other, hands clasped into a knotted ball while her foot bounced nervously against the floor.
Soon, the Greek man left, disappearing behind the tall doors which led to the Emperor - or so Valerie assumed. He seemed to struggle with the weight of portal, a soft grunt audible before he eventually managed to leave. Thick and heavy. An obstacle for sure, but is it more for keeping people out or keeping people in? The female's thoughts were only proving to fray her nerves further, the bouncing of her foot migrating until her entire leg was moving up and down in a nervous tapping. Her hands tightened in their grip of each other, knuckles going white to match the paling complexion of her face.
This weighting is going to make me a nervous wreck before we even get to the Emperor. More than ever I wish I could jump straight back through the portal that had brought me here. This meeting is vital, according to the message that Hugo sent. If it goes poorly though, it could easily end in Kaeso or I being executed with a single wrong word.
The centurion spoke to her, Valerie's head turning to him sharply and making the earrings at her ears tinkle with the sound of metal and gems clinking together. "I'd much rather be at the zoo, feeding a punch of zebra. In fact, I would settle for being in my apartment scribbling down notes or working late. Or even dealing with Octavia at the baths. In fact, I'd take an hour of Aquila pulling at my hair again over this waiting - I think I'm on the verge of losing my mind."