Lessa Ransome a tall willowy blond stepped out onto the balcony on the Northside of the retreat, it was three hours to true dawn and she utilized the telescope, silently making notes on a PADD. The agent observing her wasn't sure as he looked into the sky with his naked eye, what she was studying. The scope was amateur level and probably couldn't reach very far into the distance.
Lessa smiled and leaned back in her chair enjoying the cool moist air. Soon the rainy season would be on them. The message she had just received from the ship in orbit warned of dissatisfaction, disloyalty, and that 31 operatives where in-system, asking questions, and watching.
Sharra stepped out sliding the glass door to their chambers closed as she hugged her cloak around her tighter. She reached out with one hand and played with the locks of her partner's blond tresses. "So, anything new?"
"My parents said to say 'hello', and want us to be at Ilarna for the summit. They said they would even pick us up." Lessa said looking over her shoulder at the other woman. "They are going to be at the spaceport for a week and would like to have us join them at the ship for dinner."
"You got all of that from watching blinking lights for two hours...hummm."
The 31 agent slid further back into the stand of trees as daylight broke over the hills and made his way on foot to his transport.
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