private scene, non-SBG
The dull throbbing that pounded through Cyrus's head was nothing unusual. When dealing with as much stress as he faced on a daily basis, he often put himself in situations that would wear most people out.
Between meetings and studies, he rested when he could. This time he had only a scant moment to rest his eyes, bringing his head to his desk and settling himself. Next was Jupiter, giving a field report, and that would require only a fraction of his monumental attention. Opening his eyes again, he scanned down a list on the computer screen embedded in his desk. Then followed to a news report on the next screen. Then finally he opened the door remotely. She should be waiting for him.
Between meetings and studies, he rested when he could. This time he had only a scant moment to rest his eyes, bringing his head to his desk and settling himself. Next was Jupiter, giving a field report, and that would require only a fraction of his monumental attention. Opening his eyes again, he scanned down a list on the computer screen embedded in his desk. Then followed to a news report on the next screen. Then finally he opened the door remotely. She should be waiting for him.