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Oed V

A New Day, A New World, A New Life

She tipped her head up, soaking up the sun. Not all that long ago there had been a dome and dust blocking such an occurrence. Jeannette Mathis luxuriated in the sensation care of the atmospheric shield, noting its importance. She had visited hundreds of worlds and that sensation of warmth seeping into her skin never failed to calm something in her. This fact was why she was never destined to be a space dweller and the majority of her diplomatic assignments were on planets. Not all worlds had had a sunny disposition, but she gravitated towards them nonetheless. It was the difference between her and a diplomat like Dasca had been. The powers at be would often task Eela to meet on ships, travel long distances and back, for shorter missions because the woman enjoyed the stars. Hell, from their one early encounter, Mathis swore that Eela was eager to be away from Earth. The simple fact was that Jean had paid her dues enough to no longer have to if she didn’t want to. She she rarely did.

That said, being stuck on Black Rock had not been enjoyable- a necessary evil for the sake for the mission.

This was a layered mission. She had to find way to help the Vren and maintain the security and peace on the colony. She was also expected to bring a more open Federation presence to this neglected world. It wasn’t her fault, but it was her issue to navigate.

Mathis understood this was a long shot, but she did enjoy a challenge, and more than that she enjoyed people who undertook challenges with her. These colonists were those people and she knew it deep down in her gut.

After a dinner of takeout, the tired family crashed knowing that the days ahead were bound to be both interesting and exhausting. She needed all the sleep she could get. An expert at hiding her fatigue to most people, Jeannette laughed at herself knowing that both the Governor and Lieutenant Governor were both empaths. So much the better- they could cut out the bullshit and carry on openly. She preferred it.

With her guard nearby, she had arrived early at the location Dasca suggested they meet. Dash should be along shortly as well. For now, she was taking in this place known as Sloane Square (and the sun) with a relaxed smile, absorbing every detail as important.

~Ambassador Mathis

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