IC: Juerr Pakka Hall Near Hanger Closing the comm, he returned it to his belt. It was shaping up to be a rather boring day when it came to duties to perform. Not a single flight, not a single attacker, and except for a medical emergency he had not done anything to earn his pay today. Now all he had to do was head back to the hanger, get back in that uncomfortable flight uniform, and do nothing. It wasn't really that hard to find his way back toward the hanger, and he probably would have made it to if it weren't for something tapping his arm. A very pleasant thing tapping his arm, as his life-mate came around to stand in front of him with a nice tooth filled expression he decided he would play along. Nothing really else to do now anyway, so it wasn't a deraliction of duty. . .right? "I don't think I have all day M'am. Might you have seen a certain rather attractive, near hairless, occassionally ornery, blue toned mate of mine?" TAG: Whitelight _______________________________________________________________________________________ IC: Kal Jeti Main Hanger Bay It had taken a while to finally come in for a landing, as he had been pushed back on the que a few times for higher and closer priorities. Just as well. The bay was probably to clean for likes of him anyway with everyone just arriving.