To Be Better

November 28th, 2552 - Earth
It was uncomfortable standing in this room. The waiting, the evolving speculation, the urge to reveal emotion and break protocol regarding behaviour when standing before a superior. But Jass maintained his composure, keeping his posture straight and expression unreadable. The superior in question was an elder dressed in formal blues. He sat at a desk browsing through the contents of a datapad he held in his hand. The open window behind him showed the sun high in the sky, the sunlight pouring through highlighting the only discernible feature on his face: a smile.
"You may at ease, Sergeant Verri." He instructed, putting the datapad aside. He reversed in his chair and stood up, making eye contact.
Jass did as instructed, shifting his arms and connecting them at his back. He outstretched his legs slightly, standing at attention. He felt the tension ease somewhat at the smile, realising he wasn't about to receive bad news.