A float-car, driven by the usual little bald ba, approaches the paviliion. When it sees Miles, it swings closer and halts; the door opens. There is a bubble and an empty seat.
"Sir," says a red-clad guard, intent on making a nuisance of himself. "Galactic guests may not wander the Celestial Garden unaccompanied -"
"I require this man's attendance," says Linyabel's voice sharply from her bubble.
The guard doesn't look happy about it, but - nods.
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Date: 2014-07-17 08:50 pm (UTC)"Sir," says a red-clad guard, intent on making a nuisance of himself. "Galactic guests may not wander the Celestial Garden unaccompanied -"
"I require this man's attendance," says Linyabel's voice sharply from her bubble.
The guard doesn't look happy about it, but - nods.