The Odin landed on the launching pad, the nearest of her place. The weather was calm and it was only one degree celsius. The engines were turning off and while they were going down, the blond woman took a moment before to get ready to welcome Levan Harlow. She never saw the guy but only when they shared some transmissions.
She removed the pilot helmet, put it on the seat. She was stretching after the long flight from the Sigmas to Omicrons to Omegas and then back to Rheinland just avoid eyes. Levan did not want to be seen for personal reasons. Obviously, Lea knew the essential but not the complete story. After a while, she saw the Condor gunboat belonging to Levan. She was walking toward the landing pad where he was landing at. The woman was wearing black semi-hot cloths.
She waited outside, looking at the gunboat. It was more impressive like this than being into the void of space. She also had mascara giving a pseudo look a bit gothic, but she was not one. Else than that, she was mostly on her natural.
