Julia's heels clicked against the polished tile of the station's corridor, the chrome of the docking bay having long since disappeared into a soothing blue as she got further into the station. "Soothing." Somehow Julia wasn't feeling very soothed. The long ride was bad enough, days spent with nothing to do but go over paperwork and make small talk with the handful of other travelers. Not exactly thrilling stuff. So, one can only imagine how pent-up Julia was feeling now that she was finally free to stretch her legs a bit. Said legs went right up to a blue skirt and a very smart looking blouse, white fabric painted green by the glowing light of Julia's holo-tablet as she once more went over notes before her meeting.
See, Julia was a woman who had a way with words, and as the intricacies of politics deepened as humanity made it farther out into the starts, politicians like Julia were instrumental in keeping things running smoothly. She'd come as a representative of the Greater Earth Authority, looking to solve some dispute out here on the largest of the Jupiter colonies. Julia didn't fully understand what was so important out here just past the asteroid belt, but from the information she had been sent and been reviewing for the past few days, she needed to....
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