Yuriko turned to face the stranger as he spoke,  smirking a bit.<span style="color: #8000ff">"Same thing as most I assume. I'm  just here to relax a bit away from the prying  eyes of my superiors. The job comes with a lot of perks, but privacy isn't  usually one of them. Just here to relax for a day or two before I report back in."</span>The Federation  tended to keep a tight leash on its  agents, but Yuriko took every inch she could  get away with. Afterall when each mission could  be her last, it only made sense to enjoy what time she had in between, regulations  be damned. So far they tolerated it. She may slip her leash and run around  the neighborhood once in a while, but their hound  always came back the next morning.<span style="color: #8000ff">"How about you? What brings you out to this old bucket of bolts?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>