”Forgive my intrusion, I couldn’t help but overhear the chatter.”
The voice belonged to Emily, one of the newest recruits of the Consortium. Emily propped herself up against the wall, arms folded across her chest. At 32 years of age, she had a mix of mostly average skills in piloting and combat, but the thrill of the stars and their secrets were what brought her attention to Starlight and its mission. There was a fire in her eyes, and while she may not have experience in the field yet, she most certainly wanted to learn.
”Is there room for one more in this discussion? Been too long since I had a little excitement.”
She reached a hand up to twiddle her hair a bit, something she had done all her life when she knew she was probably pushing her luck. Being new meant that expecting to do much more than research assignments was likely out of the picture, but if she didn’t ask, she wouldn’t know the real answer.
