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It might be easier to recognise the man (or boy. Late teens) who stumbles in, on account of the garish red flightsuit he's wearing, the top part pushed off so that it dangles down from his waist. The sleeveless black shirt underneath just makes the red all the more glaring.
Jaq isn't that concerned. He wanders over to a seat, engrossed in a datapad, which is rapidly starting to crumple as his grip tightens and tightens. Learning to read is frustrating.
Botherable.
Jaq isn't that concerned. He wanders over to a seat, engrossed in a datapad, which is rapidly starting to crumple as his grip tightens and tightens. Learning to read is frustrating.
Botherable.