03-07-2025, 11:20 AM
Leo stood still, barely breathing, staring at a single point on the opposite wall.
D’Tor’an hadn’t said a word. But the way she folded her hands, the way her smile bared just a little too much teeth, told him everything he needed to know.
She wasn’t angry. Well. She was. But with a bit of luck, not at him. Leo didn’t dare glance her way, but he had the distinct impression that she was challenging Tomer to keep talking.
Oh. That’s… not the look of someone about to rip my head off.
He resisted the urge to exhale in relief and instead focused on his PADD, waiting to write down more questions and answers when he caught the movement near him.
Chertstone had straightened up, arms crossed, expression cool but unmistakably firm.
Alright. Maybe that wasn’t as reckless as I thought.
Flint didn’t say anything, but the look he gave Tomer was a challenge in itself. The only thing that made Leo pause was the slight shift in expression. A flicker of something that didn’t quite match full agreement.
Wait… but what if the Wairara care more about winning?
Leo now wondering what some the others might be thinking, peeked a glance at some of the other officers and found the Chief Science Officer also changed his expression. Not to outwardly disagree, but maybe he believed the same as Flint, winning was more important.
OK. Winning would be a massive boon, but maybe finishing the race was enough to prove we'd overcome the challenge?
Now was not the time to dwell on it. Leo had made his stand and spoken from the heart. But maybe his idealistic view would need reviewing.
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D’Tor’an hadn’t said a word. But the way she folded her hands, the way her smile bared just a little too much teeth, told him everything he needed to know.
She wasn’t angry. Well. She was. But with a bit of luck, not at him. Leo didn’t dare glance her way, but he had the distinct impression that she was challenging Tomer to keep talking.
Oh. That’s… not the look of someone about to rip my head off.
He resisted the urge to exhale in relief and instead focused on his PADD, waiting to write down more questions and answers when he caught the movement near him.
Chertstone had straightened up, arms crossed, expression cool but unmistakably firm.
Alright. Maybe that wasn’t as reckless as I thought.
Flint didn’t say anything, but the look he gave Tomer was a challenge in itself. The only thing that made Leo pause was the slight shift in expression. A flicker of something that didn’t quite match full agreement.
Wait… but what if the Wairara care more about winning?
Leo now wondering what some the others might be thinking, peeked a glance at some of the other officers and found the Chief Science Officer also changed his expression. Not to outwardly disagree, but maybe he believed the same as Flint, winning was more important.
OK. Winning would be a massive boon, but maybe finishing the race was enough to prove we'd overcome the challenge?
Now was not the time to dwell on it. Leo had made his stand and spoken from the heart. But maybe his idealistic view would need reviewing.
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