(https://i.imgur.com/bGM1wtC.png)<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/TvZzasx.png)<br/><br/>Today marks the 200th anniversary Reidi Artom's first successful colonization of the Cularin.  Individuals of all species are turning out to share in the glorious role the planet has begun to play in the galaxy, to celebrate how far the planet's lush natural resources have brought the system in a mere two centuries.  The streets are flooded with revelers, all flocking to the square at the center of town, shouting, dancing, laughing.<br/><br/><strong>JANA JAREL,</strong>a recent graduate, is going to party tonight, too.  Her latex bodysuit presses so firmly against her flesh that it looks like it was molded to her body.  A jacket, which probably belonged to some guy she fucked, is the only thing that keeps the bitter cold from nipping at her bones.<br/><br/><div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/c1/32/c2/c132c277ba7ba08de2ea30c7f0e375ed.jpg)</div><br/>Though JANA can hear the din of celebration throughout the city, the tram station is deserted at this particular hour.  The stillness and loneliness is unnerving, but thankfully, the tram arrives.  JANA can see as it whizzes by that the tram is mostly empty.  As it slows, you notice that the compartment in front of you only seems to contain one human male.<br/><br/>You board the tram, and upon closer inspection, realize that you know the human.  His name is NRTHO CALL.  He attended school with you, but graduated early to enter into a military academy of some kind.  You can tell that his attention is diverted by his datapad.<br/><br/>