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Of course the meeting ran over, it is a universal rule in politics and business and the station is both. Did you have time to change, Corinne, before making your way to the shuttle lock that the Lord Steward’s shuttle is due to be docked at?
Zee is already waiting outside the lock with a couple of his officers. The three large beings don’t crowd the corridor exactly, but it is hard to ignore their bulk. Even harder when it’s obvious they are fully armed and armored, as if ready to repel boarders rather than meet the chief official of the planet below.
Zee turns as he hears you approach, his piercing eyes scanning you over. He is the picture of professionalism to most. To you, the slightest nostril flare as he takes you in betrays his irritation. He dislikes the Steward, though he hasn’t explained why in so many words.
“Final approach, Bezpah” He rumbles. “Another visit. His interest in us has become pronounced, yes?”