In a conference room were the images of three different women viewing trimensionally. Only one of the three was actually present, the other two were different images, viewing each other from different parts of the galaxy. Two were in the same star system, one dressed in silver, the other in black, and the third, from a distant star, in purple.

"Genetics is still, in many ways, an imperfect science."the one from the distant star was saying.

"Imperfect?"asked the one in black.

The woman who had spoken first nodded.

"Well, yes."

"There's no need for all this secrecy."said the one who wasn't viewing. "I know you like to keep things to yourself. But you are the best geneticists in the galaxy."

The other one couldn't help but look pleased.

"Of course we are. We are the only planet in the galaxy that has been completely weeded eugenically. No Solarian has lived less than five hundred years, or developed any kind of those disabilities common on other planets for at least two millenniums."

"With your way of life, and your knowledge of the science, I'm sure you could produce the perfect successor for me!"

"Other planets have their own way of producing successors."the Solarian said, distastefully.

"I agree. But in this case, it's necessary to construct a stable individual. And for it, we would need not just Solarian DNA, but for her to be brought in the Solarian way of life as well."

"Fine."replied the one in purple. "But in order for such a thing, we will need a sample of your own DNA."

"I don't like the way you phrase it, Chronos!"said the one in silver, after contact was broken. "You can't construct an individual."

"We're speaking to a Solarian. It would only be proper to use Solarian terminology, isn't it? She was very reluctant as it is."

"I've never been fond of or agreed with many Solarian customs. The way she said it, and…"

"But perhaps it's the only way, Your Majesty."said a black cat.

"Perhaps it is, Luna."the queen sighed.

"I don't want anyone else to…it isn't easy to live…so distantly, so far away from everything and everyone. A Solarian would be perfect, if they weren't so fond of their comforts. And a Solarian just isn't Plutonian."