Trance stands up from her chair and starts trying to steer Dylan into the seat she'd indicated he should take. Still stunned at what she's said, he doesn't resist, and follows her lead, settling opposite where she'd been sitting at the table, looking around as if he'd see some variant of Commonwealth -- or even High Guard -- insignia. Whatever this Federation of Planets uses instead. But there's nothing there.
It just looks like a bar, though there are some people scattered through the crowd wearing uniforms.
But Trance isn't finished talking. She keeps standing after Dylan sits down, and he lets out a wry breath at her words.
"The 24th century. At least here I'm not a fossil."
People mostly say that behind his back, but he knows. He's a fossil, a High Guard relic, a remnant of a bygone era too foolish to know when he's beaten. But Dylan will never let himself buy into that.
If he does, his mission's half failed already.
He listens, brows knit attentively, as she gives what's a remarkably to the point report for Trance, and drops a flexi in front of him. He picks it up, frowning, and scans down it for a few paragraphs before he looks back up at her.
"You're well prepared. It's almost like you were waiting for me."
It's an idle comment, but as he picks up the mug she's been glaring at to take a sip, his eyebrows life and he looks up from the flexi over the rim of the mug at her.
"Have you been waiting for me?"
She's been pretty vague on the details, but ... this is Trance. Could she have known this was going to happen?
Re: WEIRD THINGS GOING ON? Look for a Trance!
It just looks like a bar, though there are some people scattered through the crowd wearing uniforms.
But Trance isn't finished talking. She keeps standing after Dylan sits down, and he lets out a wry breath at her words.
"The 24th century. At least here I'm not a fossil."
People mostly say that behind his back, but he knows. He's a fossil, a High Guard relic, a remnant of a bygone era too foolish to know when he's beaten. But Dylan will never let himself buy into that.
If he does, his mission's half failed already.
He listens, brows knit attentively, as she gives what's a remarkably to the point report for Trance, and drops a flexi in front of him. He picks it up, frowning, and scans down it for a few paragraphs before he looks back up at her.
"You're well prepared. It's almost like you were waiting for me."
It's an idle comment, but as he picks up the mug she's been glaring at to take a sip, his eyebrows life and he looks up from the flexi over the rim of the mug at her.
"Have you been waiting for me?"
She's been pretty vague on the details, but ... this is Trance. Could she have known this was going to happen?