Freya and Lucifer walked among the grass and wove between the trees in their cruiser’s central park. The slightly domed roof above them projected a low sun amidst clear skies. Though it was close to a simulated sunset, there was still plenty of light for them to enjoy.
Not that they were the only ones. Numerous members of the Republic were out as well, all enjoying their little slice of paradise.
They were grouped up or paired up. Most were chatting with each other, or playing strategy games at park benches, or simply taking winding strolls.
The few that came across the two of them often waved their hands or audibly greeted them. Freya greeted them back the way they did, though Lucifer typically only nodded and smiled in exchange.
“I’m still not used to being around so many people,” Lucifer said with a sigh. “It weirds me out.”
“You mean, not used to bossing so many people around,” Freya replied.
Ze opened hir mouth to retort defensively, but realized she was right.