04-12-2021, 08:03 PM
Courtesies Amongst Operatives
The sun had begun to decline into the blue waters of the ocean, Emily had used inner system transports to reach her destination. Though she had heard of such a place as Planet Nevers, she never visited this planet before. To her surprise it was a beautiful haven for tourist and vacationers, it reminded her of the brief stay on Curacao many years before.
The landscape was broken up by several islands, each had developed buildings and facilities which accommodated the local tourists, between the islands lay a peaceful calm crystal blue ocean, which shaped the islands into graceful and smooth shores. The setting of the sun began to blend the blue of the sky, with rays of pinks and yellows, few small shuttlecrafts sped their way through the air, leaving trails of white streaks behind them.
Emily drew her attention from her window, and back into her hotel suite. It was an open-plan room, a breakfast bar broke separated the kitchen from the living room, which had several white leather-covered chairs gathered around the entertainment centre. To her left lay the door to her sleeping quarters, where her belongings still laid, unpacked.
She had arrived with casual clothing, which turned some heads as she arrived through the lobby, she hoped that the attire she planned for the coming dinner would be satisfactory for her company while turning the others guests head in a different manner.
Looking upon the time she decided it was time to get ready, helping herself to the welcoming bottle of wine, she began her ritual for a date.
The landscape was broken up by several islands, each had developed buildings and facilities which accommodated the local tourists, between the islands lay a peaceful calm crystal blue ocean, which shaped the islands into graceful and smooth shores. The setting of the sun began to blend the blue of the sky, with rays of pinks and yellows, few small shuttlecrafts sped their way through the air, leaving trails of white streaks behind them.
Emily drew her attention from her window, and back into her hotel suite. It was an open-plan room, a breakfast bar broke separated the kitchen from the living room, which had several white leather-covered chairs gathered around the entertainment centre. To her left lay the door to her sleeping quarters, where her belongings still laid, unpacked.
She had arrived with casual clothing, which turned some heads as she arrived through the lobby, she hoped that the attire she planned for the coming dinner would be satisfactory for her company while turning the others guests head in a different manner.
Looking upon the time she decided it was time to get ready, helping herself to the welcoming bottle of wine, she began her ritual for a date.