The Fedral Union
23-09-2006, 02:26
Office of the president Tarren prime new union city: 5:04 pm UST..
The young leader sat at his desk looking upon a holographic monitor, his eyes peered at his white and blue form as it shivered ever so slightly at different point in time.
His lips where stiff and plain his body skinny and covered by his black suit white under shirt and rather odd grey tie that looked like it was plucked from a twilight zone episode. His hands and wrist rested smoothly upon the oak wood desk, the chair he was sitting on obstructing the image of the Tarren prime sun setting coming through the window. His eyes where panning the holographic panel the brown eyes reacting to the changes of light and flickers as he read articles suddenly an article caught his attention, his eyes rapidly moved reading it. He let out a sigh his body relaxing shivering in the ever so dimming light of the sun. He started to lean back his smooth hands fluidly moving on to his stomach and waist. He suddenly moved his hand over to an intercom and taped it quickly, the sound of the panel reverberated through out the oval office it was a quick blip…
A woman answered “yes Mr. President?”.
The young leader spoke rising his eyebrow as he did in a logical but deep voice “Can you get me the abh leader or at least some one pertaining to there government On the line?” “will do” a quick response came…. The woman sitting out on the desk contacted the interstellar relations department who sent a hail to the abh home base.
The president sat back sighing and waiting for a response a huge holographic screen with the U.S.F.F.U flag and name at the bottom of the flag.
The young leader sat at his desk looking upon a holographic monitor, his eyes peered at his white and blue form as it shivered ever so slightly at different point in time.
His lips where stiff and plain his body skinny and covered by his black suit white under shirt and rather odd grey tie that looked like it was plucked from a twilight zone episode. His hands and wrist rested smoothly upon the oak wood desk, the chair he was sitting on obstructing the image of the Tarren prime sun setting coming through the window. His eyes where panning the holographic panel the brown eyes reacting to the changes of light and flickers as he read articles suddenly an article caught his attention, his eyes rapidly moved reading it. He let out a sigh his body relaxing shivering in the ever so dimming light of the sun. He started to lean back his smooth hands fluidly moving on to his stomach and waist. He suddenly moved his hand over to an intercom and taped it quickly, the sound of the panel reverberated through out the oval office it was a quick blip…
A woman answered “yes Mr. President?”.
The young leader spoke rising his eyebrow as he did in a logical but deep voice “Can you get me the abh leader or at least some one pertaining to there government On the line?” “will do” a quick response came…. The woman sitting out on the desk contacted the interstellar relations department who sent a hail to the abh home base.
The president sat back sighing and waiting for a response a huge holographic screen with the U.S.F.F.U flag and name at the bottom of the flag.