[font=Century Gothic][color=#FF99FF]A very heavy fighter came into Gran Canaria's atmosphere with a serious sonic boom. Flying at full speed, avoiding mountain peaks, the Sabre was showing some pretty purple lights. The ship was followed by two other Eagles flying at higher altitude. When the group approached the designated area, the speed was reduced and the noise dissapeared. Seeing the rather crowded landing pads around the estate, Raluca told the other two:
That little problem back home delayed us. I hope we won't be a problem for our host.
The three ships slowly descended on one of the free pads. Raluca changed her clothes during this maneuver. Now she wasn't a fighter pilot anymore. She was an Omicroner lady and elegance was the word of the day. Wearing a short black dress and high heels, the woman was a looking very attractive. She went inside. A rather big crowd of people and a lot of salutations going around. The woman realized she wasn't late at all. In fact the party was just starting.
Raluca never met colonel Ravenov so she only knew about him from rumors and news. She tried to find him with no success, when, she saw a butler:
Excuse me. Can you point me in the right direction? I'm trying to find the host of this party.
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