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pretty_in_orange(Occurs during the Legion Tryouts.)
Candi Pyponte-Le Parc III smiled as she handed back the datapad to the older man sitting at the front of the room.
"Here you go, sweetie," she noted. "And thank you for all your work on helping make this happen."
"Thank you," Marla Latham replied, taking the datapad back. He perused the information, then glanced up at her. "Please have a seat. We'll call you when we're ready."
Candi stepped away to let an enthusiastic mollusk excitedly carrying the datapad (in his phalanges!) approach Marla. She looked around for an empty seat, and found one. The seat creaked a bit under her weight, and her knees bent up almost to her chest's height, and her hip bumped against the young woman seated next to her.
"Oops!" she apologized. "I'm so sorry."
Candi Pyponte-Le Parc III smiled as she handed back the datapad to the older man sitting at the front of the room.
"Here you go, sweetie," she noted. "And thank you for all your work on helping make this happen."
"Thank you," Marla Latham replied, taking the datapad back. He perused the information, then glanced up at her. "Please have a seat. We'll call you when we're ready."
Candi stepped away to let an enthusiastic mollusk excitedly carrying the datapad (in his phalanges!) approach Marla. She looked around for an empty seat, and found one. The seat creaked a bit under her weight, and her knees bent up almost to her chest's height, and her hip bumped against the young woman seated next to her.
"Oops!" she apologized. "I'm so sorry."
