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[dust-to-order.livejournal.com]

After a busy morning, Sooraya comes in through the lake door. She drops wearily into a seat at the Bar, rubbing at her temples.
Bar takes her order for a serving of qabili pilau and cold tea. She takes them to a quiet corner, someplace where neither door is in her line of sight.

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[dust-to-order.livejournal.com]

"Do you think you'll stay with that field, then, or branch out to something more challenging?" Boredom+science are a recipe for either crack or trouble, in Sooraya's experience. Or both.

[hatchingviper.livejournal.com]

"Oh, it's certainly challenging--I'm just not at the level I want to be." He shrugs. It's probably time to turn this around for a little while. "What do you do when you're at home?"

Both. Both, both, both.

[dust-to-order.livejournal.com]

How to describe her job without being here all night, hm.
"[survival isn't]" she stops, annoyed at herself now. She's got a habit of slipping into her native language when not sure how to express herself, but that's rare these days. English, she reminds herself sternly.
"I and the team I work with are in training as field operatives, not military but not noncombatants either. It's a matter of doing/going where we're needed. Sometimes into combat, sometimes, well, someone compared it to disaster relief. That's not so far off."
As for what she does on her free time, that's something she has to stop and think about. Leisure time? What's that?

[hatchingviper.livejournal.com]

Ehhh?

"Combat on whose behalf?" Disaster relief? Yeah. No kidding.

[dust-to-order.livejournal.com]

"That can vary. Either it's defending our own people, or civilians from
troublemaking nonhumans, most often." Occasionally, internal...squabbles, arise, too, but she is not going to go into that. "We're U.S.based, for now at any rate.
Missions might take us anywhere. Freelance, sort of--We don't ally permanently with a government or corporations. Politics tend to be a bit too malleable for that to be a good idea."