Alexander Xerxes could see flashes of battle in his eyes as he sat behind his desk. It was a normal day for one half of the Supreme Chancellor, it went along as any other, he would get up, eat, dress and go about his work. Although strangely the work had dried up since the attack on Taanab, if anything Alexander had expected that it would increase, but the administrative cogs had seemed to clog up since the attack.
But he would continue to work, that was what he had always done, push forward, even as others sat comfortably in their ivory towers Alexander would work. He was here to better the New Republic, he would continue to until his dying day.
He scribbled away, signing empty pages, believing them to be official documents and bills securing the future of the Republic. The other half of him continued to watch the Fireworks over Commoner.
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But he would continue to work, that was what he had always done, push forward, even as others sat comfortably in their ivory towers Alexander would work. He was here to better the New Republic, he would continue to until his dying day.
He scribbled away, signing empty pages, believing them to be official documents and bills securing the future of the Republic. The other half of him continued to watch the Fireworks over Commoner.
@Sreeya