@ofrebelroots cont from here
“Just ...doodling.”
It was her day off and deciding to spend it outside on a lovely day like this doing a little leisurely reading and some sketching was a perfect way to spend it. It was a bit more than just doodles... But she wasn’t entirely sure the handsome pilot would exactly enjoy the idea of being sketched so deep in thought. She had a bound book, terribly old fashioned, of course, instead of using a datapad. But that was for work, this was for herself. Poe’s dark brow furrowed on her paper, his jaw set while concentrating. It made for a rather telling moment in time. Even while relaxing in the gorgeous weather and beautiful surroundings a high ranking officer and one of the most prominent leaders of the Resistance Poe Dameron couldn’t ever really relax.
“What about you, sir?”
She wasn’t an officer, had clearance only enough to gather laundry, which was mostly a job left to droids. But laundry relaxed her. And her actual job was assisting in repairing clothing, flight suits especially, and catering clothes to match certain fashions or environments of certain planets.