Telaliel twitches slightly at the announcement of a ball in her honor.  "That's...quite alright father...really.  No need to go out of your way with celebrations.  I mean...honestly I'd like to just have a chance to relax.  Relax far, far away from the ballroom.  And the crowd.  And mother introducing me to every eligible noble within a few thousand laar of the captial."  Her look at her father was rather pointed, but she knew it was a losing proposition.  They were bound and determined to have her safely married off sooner than later, whether she wanted to or not.  And if this one was being thrown<em>expressly</em>for her...<br/><br/>She sighed and resigned herself to the the ball a few moments later.  She'd have to play dutiful princess at least for a while, and when the time came she would make her quiet exit through the kitchens and to freedom.  She'd always managed to do so before, and the staff there loved her.  She lets out a soft breath as the screen flickers and dies with the disconnect, quietly following Jeremy to the shuttle and back to his ship.  She sits silently for some time in the shuttle before starting to pace, the mutters softly, "why must they always host these balls?  Perhaps I should have simply stayed in the armed services..."  The words seem to be more  rhetorical than anything, not actually expecting any answers.<br/><br/>Back on the ship, she blushes slightly as the captain escorts her to the state room, giving him a slight almost curtsey and a smile.  "A chance to rest and then to face the next battle, captain.  Likely to be fought with elegant dances, sharpened wit and wandering hands, I fear.  At least this time there will be allies there."  She smiles to him and nods slightly, letting the door close before heading to lay down.<br/><br/>It seems no sooner than her head hits the pillows that she here's the sound of chimes at the door.  In a half daze she starts in that direction, only to be stopped by her guardian  blearily.  "Hm?  Oh..."  She pauses, looking over herself a moment and sighs.  "I know I don't exactly look my princessy best at the moment, but we don't really<em>have</em>anything else to wear.  I don't even have a proper brush!"  She sighs and rummages through a belt pouch to pull out another strand of the strange metal, pulling her hair back and releasing it as the strand spirals around to hold it in place.  She considers the rest of the outfit for a moment, but...there really isn't much to be done.  With that she answers the door, looking a bit...well, slept in.  Clothing slightly wrinkled, hair not entirely perfect any more, looking just a bit out of focus as she answers the door, blinking a bit.<br/><br/>"Oh...captain, um...I didn't expect to see you here quite so soon.  Are we already there?  I didn't feel anything, then again I'm running a bit...tired at the moment."