<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/unTX8vd.jpg)</div><div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210128/2dbbbdb83f81e86eb7c97538c683a9ea.png)</div><br/>When the last member of this ragtag group left the inner chambers, Sparatus drummed his talons against his desk, focusing on the door which had closed behind them. There was a little more reassurance warming his guts than when this problem first began to develop; but until the crew discovered the right resources and a cure, the councilor didn’t think that his sense of unease would ever truly go away. They had the tools, the resources, and the Council’s unofficial support… “Spirits… let’s see if they manage not to airlock one another before they even arrive.”<br/><br/>With that thought, he decided to pour himself a drink after all.<br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/><div align="center">(https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210205/0a4e836c1cf3fd76a74cd30647132414.png)</div><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div>