Posted by Captain Michael Stout (CO) in Lounge - Clearing the Refined Air (Tag Pol)
Stout came through the doors to the lounge and looked around. It was completely empty, as he expected it to be at this hour. Well, he knew it wasn’t exactly empty.

He made his way to a booth at the far side of the room and took a seat. “Polaris. This is Captain Stout. I’d like to speak with you, please.” he said to the empty room.

Stout, CO

The blonde girl appears next to Stout, or rather the chair across from him, and puts her elbow on the table and her head in her hand. “You rang,” she asks simply as she looks at him, “Or are you just checking up on me to make sure I am behaving. You can ask the owner, I am a -very- good girl now.”

Pol