Birthday of Don

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A familiar and armed ship crossed the dreamscape of green and docked in the secluded facility. The colorful void went to grey, surrounded by lights and the sudden sound of docking clamps.

Well, it is time to make an appearance! Let’s begin!

Audaz Alarcón, accompanied by a Malta Hyperspace Starfleet delegation and several bodyguards, left the hangar and proceeded to the reception area. He was eager to establish a better relationship with their allies and, with that in mind, he came in a well-prepared manner: A perfect uniform and a shiny and calm smile. His companions came in the same way, all carrying a distinguished composure. At first glance, the group seemed a sophisticated military squad making a fabulous and coordinated entrance but, after all of them left the ship, they disarmed the apparent formation and started to look each and every centimeter of the room, in a paranoid but curious way. Audaz remained still and patient, looking up the front.

¡Saludos a todos!

He announced himself, without hesitation or waiting, trying to provoke a rapid response to the surrounding people and searching for the main man of the occasion.

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