"Well then." Merryn smiled, "Let's not keep the general waiting."<br/><br/>The rather dashing group found the taxis waiting for them, just as the sun had begun to set beneath the sprawling skyline of the city-planet, but before it was getting too dark.<br/><br/>The big story on the holonet while they made their way to the Galatina was of the latest vote up in the senate. They proposed to end the Coreworlds' policy of open borders. It wasn't expected to pass, according to the pundit speaking on the net, but the mere consideration was unprecedented.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Meanwhile, outside the Senate rotunda at the air-docks, a PL-90 luxury speeder pulled up to a pier. The dock was crowded, senators or aides waiting to go through security. Out of the speeder, three men left. Waiting on the driver's side, a young woman with black hair and a blue streak across the front. She shut the engine off and gave the men a significant nod as they filed in line.<br/><br/>Standing shoulder to chest, a middle-aged human with fine grey hair and elegant clothes looked utterly frail beside the taller Kel Dor. The alien was complected pale orange, dressed in a plain tunic. His eyes and mouth were obscured by a mask and implanted goggles, simple in design. It gave him a rhythmic cadence to his breathing, deep and smooth. Behind them stood a man with chiseled features and a shaven head, scarred across the temple.<br/><br/>They passed through the security booth, each submitting to the metal detectors as calmly and deliberately as ever.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Just a few towers away, the Galatina was certainly a place for the luxuriously minded, with its own port and another one specifically for taxis or luxury speeder drivers to drop off their clients. They entered through the main hall, to a brilliantly gold and yellow and adorned with exotic cultural pieces- paintings and sculptures from a variety of races pleasing to the sensibilities.<br/><br/>The concierge, a blue Twi'lek female, took one look at Jekin and smiled, "You must be here for the General and Master Jedi?" She lifted her voice pleasingly, "They're already waiting for you."<br/><br/>A waiter came up, this one a male Twi'lek as handsome as the concierge was beautiful. They were led to a large booth with a window to the skyline outside. A middle-aged man and woman rose to greet them. Yusanis was white-haired and silver-eyed, the prototypical Echani dressed in a white tunic with gold trim. He was obviously quite fit despite his age and with a debonair charm to his features. He immediately extended his hand with a smile, "So pleased you could make it."<br/><br/>Beside him stood Arren Kae, beautiful and refined with blue eyes and fine blonde hair in long braids. She was dressed in a gold and tan dress, more closely resembling Nory's than any of the other women in the group. It was modest but her figure certainly still showed. She looked more like a noblewoman than a former Jedi Master.