✦ ✧ Days off are few and far between. Even fewer and further are days off spent truly aimless. Tasks accomplished, tests taken, the cycle of effort sitting idle. Just waiting to begin again.
She likes to spend those days in the grass. There’s a high hill to the west, high enough to overlook the Bridge and near enough to her quarters to walk. This is where she goes on days like today. Days when the sun shines, the clouds are scarce, and a gentle breeze stirs her hair, worn loose about her shoulders.
And on days like this, she doesn’t expect company.
❛ Commander. Something wrong? ❜
She’s alerted by footsteps, purposeful and sure, but she isn’t anticipating the sight that greets her on looking. Why else would he have come if not to assign her some task? Why else would he have come so far if not for it being a pressing need?
@cogentum
HE HESITATES ONLY briefly. a multitude of reasons , ( of excuses ) ——- to pursue one of his brightest students flashes through a calculating mind. he knows how UNBECOMING it may seem ; his pursuits were admittedly separate from his teaching. he tries to keep from dwelling , from dissecting the MEANING of his occupation , though to ignore something so blatantly AFFECTIONATE was unwise. his father would advise the LOGICALITY of such , however. would WARN of emotion ( as he always did. )
and despite this , a gaze softens as it settles on her. ‘ lieutenant , if i may borrow your time ? ‘ an INNOCENT inquiry. ‘ as my assistant , i would like to hear your thoughts on a future lecture. ‘