@perihelliion
❝ i apologize, it’s just – - ❞ under a perked brow, a clear cut line across widening brown eyes, does he see-saw his stare. confusion, bouncing between the name written in bold on the paper in his hands and the woman standing so elegantly before him. there had to have been a mistake.
❝ you’re nyota uhura? ❞
✦ ✧ Bless him. He’s lost. Of course, that doesn’t make her want to go any easier on him, and it certainly doesn’t lessen the spark of indignation at his tone. ❛ What? You were expecting... someone else? ❜
She’s also far too professional to allow her immediate dislike of the supervisor she’d been assigned to affect her job performance. She hands him her identification anyway, eyes cool and hard, words clipped. ❛ Yes sir, I am Nyota Uhura, the NASA liaison you’ve been assigned to for the duration of my stay. It’s a.. pleasure to meet you, Professor. ❜
















