**---**---**---**---**---**<br/><br/>Beautiful was never a word Jrax had been associated with, nor did he think he ever would be. "I came in about three hours ago now." He said looking at the iridescent clock shining on the otherwise dimmed holoscreen. Rolling out of the bed, he got to his feet and entered the lavatory for a quick wash up. "Best be at my most presentable for meeting a new civilization." He remarked, trying his best not to let his anxiety over the situation show. Both the leftover thoughts of losing Ama and being introduced to an entirely foreign group of people were weighing on his mind.<br/><br/>***--***--***--***--***<br/><br/>Ama blushed a bit, embarrassed that he pulled from her so quickly and rolled out of bed. Perhaps she had insulted him, when she had meant to compliment him. She slowly rolled out of bed, and ran her fingers through her hair. Then deciding that perhaps she should look even more presentable, she braided it upon tightly against her skull. She looked down at her worn, if clean suit and sighed. She had lost some weight while on the planet, but not nearly enough for most. Still, at least she looked, well, alive. She looked over at Jrax'eer and stood, straightening out her suit and walked towards the exit. "I'm sorry if I insulted you. I didn't intend for that to happen. You really do look great though." She said as she paused at the sliding door, then slipped through it to head towards the cockpit and look at how the spaceport appeared.<br/><br/>**---**---**---**---**---**<br/><br/>The shower was quick, though he was still confused as to why she apologized, and finding clothing suitable proved more difficult. It had been a long time indeed since he had any reason to look presentable, at least in a formal sense. Racks spun as his clothing was cycled through his wardrobe and he finally found something fairly worthy of this occasion. A grey tunic with matching pants, black gloves that left his fingers bare, black boots with the same silver outline as the sash he wore, and a black half cape with an embroidered white bird of prey spreading its wings across it was what he wore as he found his way into the cockpit.<br/><br/>"Trevi, how close are we?" He found Ama's eyes and he smiled to her. "Welcome home."<br/><br/>***--***--***--***--***<br/><br/>Ama fretted a bit as she paced the small cockpit area, and chewed on her thumbnail. He hadn't even acknowledged the apology. She wondered if he was possibly angry with her for the comment, or if she was simply being overly sensitive. It was, well, she was home. Back to a place she didn't expect to be for another decade, or more. If she had survived that long on that planet. She let out a long suffering sigh and rubbed at her temples with her two fingers. It wasn't the time to worry about what her mate was doing. Perhaps he was anxious too. It wasn't every day you met an entire new race of people, and were the only one representing your own. "Trevi, would you pretty please bring up the view of the spaceport? I would like to see which docking pad they want us to check in at." She asked softly, sitting down for now, crossing her legs and leaning a bit forward towards the screen. Though she wasn't able to see anything as Jrax chose that moment to appear in his best finery. She swallowed and looked away from his eyes, not sure how to compliment him now. "You look dressed to be an ambassador for your people. I am sure all will find the look very...appealing." She stated, flushing at how handsome and nearly regal he looked. He took a moment to find her eyes, and she couldn't help but meet them as he welcomed her home. She smiled, it not quite going all they way to her eyes, as there was much worry, nerves, and stress at all that was about to happen in short order. "Yes, thank you..." She whispered and looked down at her crossed legs for a moment. It was then that Trevi finally decided to fill the viewscreen with the image of the enormous planet encircling spaceport.<br/><br/>**---**---**---**---**---**<br/><br/>"Approximately 3 minutes captain." Trevi's voice said flatly.<br/><br/>Jrax peered out the viewport and his jaw fell at the size of the station. The Drakolexi had created many sizable intersystem hubs, but he had never seen something quite so large orbiting a planet that wasn't a moon. A gentle touch grazed Ama's chin as Jrax'eer raised her head to kiss her. "This should be fun." He said with a genuine smile. "The beginnings of creating a bond between 2 civilizations. Ya know. No pressure."<br/><br/>***--***--***--***--***<br/><br/>Her eyes beheld the spinning spaceport with a raptuous gaze. It had been so long since she had seen it, that she wasn't even sure what she was seeing. "They have installed more fittings onto it, and completed out the remainder of the ring. The four towers are a new addition as well." She commented, and felt his hand upon her chin, turning and lifting her face up to his own. A questioning look crossed her face for a moment until his lips softly landed upon her own. She gave herself over to the kiss, making a soft sound in the back of her throat. When he finally pulled away, her eyes were a bit glazed over. "Hmmm?" She asked and then colored for a moment before shaking her head and looking back over to the station. "Yes. No pressure." She replied and noted they were going to a wider diplomatic docking bay. "Ah, good, we will be inside of one of the prettier bays, but I expect that we will be met by quite a few high ranking officials." Ama looked back to him, and took his hand to squeeze it, before pulling on it down to get him to lower himself for one more kiss. "For Luck."<br/><br/>**---**---**---**---**---**<br/><br/>Their lips met again and Jrax let a lot of his earlier anxiety over losing her go. "It'll be fine Krayla." He stood up, not quite realizing she wouldn't understand the foreign term, and initiated the docking procedure.<br/><br/>***--***--***--***--***<br/><br/>Ama let slip a relaxed and happy sigh as he moved away again, only to stiffen up when another woman's name crossed his lips. Her face moved into a worried frown. For many long moments she wondered who he had so casually mentioned, and her mouth opened to ask. "Who is Kr-" She began only to be cut off when the ship docked with a soft shudder, and the sound of the magnetic and suction clamps sounded throughout the hull. "I guess it's time."