Day 52, Night, Radek's Quarters, attn: Radek
It had been something of a long day, Miles admitted to himself as he picked up a change of clothes from his dresser and headed for Radek's quarters on something approaching auto-pilot.
The translations were slow going, especially when he realized that he'd completely skipped a line of text about halfway through which changed the meaning of the entire paragraph preceding it.
Miles shook his head. It was time for rest now, and if he kept thinking about the lines of text that he still needed to translate before the weekly meeting in a few days, he would never get to sleep.
Radek's quarters had been their usual organized chaos, and Miles left his clothes on top of one corner of the couch out of habit. Checking his watch, he noticed that Radek was probably going to be arriving soon, which let Miles lay down on the couch as best he could, folding his hands over his stomach.
The translations were slow going, especially when he realized that he'd completely skipped a line of text about halfway through which changed the meaning of the entire paragraph preceding it.
Miles shook his head. It was time for rest now, and if he kept thinking about the lines of text that he still needed to translate before the weekly meeting in a few days, he would never get to sleep.
Radek's quarters had been their usual organized chaos, and Miles left his clothes on top of one corner of the couch out of habit. Checking his watch, he noticed that Radek was probably going to be arriving soon, which let Miles lay down on the couch as best he could, folding his hands over his stomach.