Who: Anakin and Padmé What: They meet When: At a work meeting Where: work Rating/Warnings:Low, PG – nothing too intense happens here. Dorkiness
The meeting was adjourned and Anakin started packing up his equipment. This had been his first time attending the meetings. As he understood it, there would be a few more to finalize everything, but his part was to attend and to represent his team, explain their progress, and to gather more specs for their portion of the flight plan. This wasn’t an average flight from LaGuardia to Heathrow, there was no runway at their destination, there wasn’t even a stretch of flat ground that could substitute as a makeshift run way. The data exchanged today was as valuable as the payload they were planning to deliver, because without it, that payload wouldn’t make it to its intended destination.
He pulled his single hand keyboard off his left hand and stowed it along with his tablet in his carry case. But he kept his fidget spinner out, transferring it now from his right, black gloved hand to his freed-up left hand.
As the meeting was the last thing scheduled for his afternoon, the rest of the day was free for him.
With a flick of his pinky he sent the spinner whirling faster than he could with his right hand all meeting. None of his superiors had cared about his antics with the spinner during the meeting; they’d known why he’d needed it.
He was just about to zip his case shut when he caught the eyes of one of the Humanitarian Aid Org’s members looking boldly at him. Her eyes arrested him for a moment, they were… very alluring. But when the fidget spinner clattered to the tabled he could breathe again, as if the sound had jump started his heart. He put his left hand down on the metal toy.
“Did- did you have more questions about Phase 12? I think Dave-” He turned to look around the conference room for one of his co-workers. “I think Dave was going to stay back… and take…” he was facing the young woman again. “Questions?”