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Ames Research Station; Kepler System; Independent Space
Virginia checked her white uniform with the red stripes on the sleeves and the red sash across her chest in the mirror one last time before leaving her moored gunship. She buttoned up her high collar and put on a pair of black gloves that were the same shade as her belt and polished boots. She pulled her long, blonde hair into a ponytail over her right shoulder and walked through the airlock from the gunship Salem directly aboard the Ames Research Station's main deck, and strode unerringly through the well-maintained corridors of the station towards the main bar - and she wasn't alone, followed by about a dozen men and women, selected volunteers from her crew for extended medical training.
As soon as she reached the bar, she told her men to have a drink while she would have a word with Doctor John Holiday first. As her crew gathered around the bar for a drink, Virginia chose one of the more distant tables near the large station window, with a nice view of the endless, black clouds of Kepler.
She adjusted her uniform and sat down in a comfortable looking chair, and while she waited for John Holiday, she had the robotic attendant bring her an ashtray and a glass of sweet baileys on the rocks. She placed her metal cigarette case and lighter next to the ashtray and curled her blueish gaze into the endlessly deep clouds outside the station windows.
