Shuttles come and go, and one brought Franceza here, not all that long ago. She just finishes the paperwork with the night clerk at the terminal, but already she's regretting not having thought about a decent set of clothes, the grey shorts by far not enough to keep out the nightly chill. She did pull a sweater over her head, but the goosebumps on her legs still speak volumes. Maybe this is why the woman is ill at ease, keeping her luggage close, the Demarians at a distance where she can. Sinopa has arrived. Sinopa disembarks from the LDF Faux.
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