Admire the art
From Create Your Own Story
You decide to admire the art...to have a headstart.
You start to wander in your office.
As you start to wander in your office, you approach the Clone helmet standing in the corner near the exit to the left. You curiously looked what is inside...you dropped it disturbed onto the floor.
It contains a detached from the rest of the clone's body by the grand master Yoda himself during the first hour of the Jedi purge...you decide to move on. At least it reminded you of something you forgot.
You gaze over every piece of art that displays as if it is a museum...eventually losing yourself in each story the art piece brought back to your mind.
Eventually, your mind focuses on the main piece of your office: the two lizards facing each other on either side of a floating globe.
You remember those creatures...Chimarea...only heard in Legends. Capable of severing a force user's complete connection to the force.
Suddenly, the woosh of the door announces the arrival of Captain Brunson.
You body heated up...you suddenly remembered why you were admiring the art in the first place.
"You may enter, Captain", you say while still facing the statue...trying to recompose yourself.
"Thank you Grand Admiral," she says, somehow managing to sound respectful and mildly annoyed at the same time.
"Do you know what these are?" you ask, still facing the art piece to distract her from her clear struggling.
"I'm afraid I don't, sir," she replies annoyed. You didn't understand why she did not react with your hobby...well.
You then remembered that most of the officers only tolerate your obsession with art out of respect for your rank.
"These creatures are the kind you only hear about in legends - capable of completely severing a Jedi's connection with the Force." You explained trying to fan yourself.
"Astonishing..." she says, unconvinced.
You decide to permit her doubt since she clearly has her priorities straight. Without you needing to say anything she moved on.
"You called me here..." She smiled while her eyes twinkled.
You then grew tensed again (down there)...you bet she would never truly like you if she figures it out.
You madly sweat.
"What is wrong?" She asked.
She was clearly concerned...she probably cares for you. She also is the only one that you can relate to the most anyways.
"I...believe you deserve an explanation."
"That would be appreciated." she stated, glad to finally get down to business.
Do you decide to tell her the truth?
