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She had seen the world die and rebuild, time and again. Lived numerous lives and seen countless more pass. She is a woman on a mission, each step forward, every victory claimed, brings her closer to the truth.
Fruitless, after fruitless search, the sight of familiar symbols etched on alien architecture front page steers her to space-to an answer sought for, a truth that would finaly give her journey an end.
Azure light touch the feminine figure sat quiet in a still room. Slim fingers caressed the glass divide separating the living from a suffocating death. Eyes black as the empty space gazed at the retreating image of a blue orb. Earth.
"Miss Jackson?"
The woman by the window remained where she was, not turning, nor her gaze wavering "Yes?"
"Admiral Drescher is waiting in the lobby."
"Send him in."
"Yes." the man in white uniform gave a hurried bow before turning. The sound of the airlock close indicating his departure.
The woman called Jackson returned to her musings.
Minutes passed before silence broke, and the sound of a 'whoosh', followed by a click bounced off grey slate walls and grey panel floors. Claps of footsteps grew louder as the owner came nearer, until, attack against metal ceased, and silence once more descended in the room.
She eyed the person at the distance. The man stood straight, biceps taut, shoulders pushed back, wide, inescapable under the room's archway.
He regarded her with the same intensity she regarded him. Though, the admiral, did not veil his affect, and made his scrutiny of her clear as the light of day. He was dressed in Military Casuals. An ensemble of a white shirt, camouflage cargos and black combat boots.
Jackson motioned a hand towards a sofa "Please. Sit
Drescher responded by arching a brow, but complied. The admiral settles himself on the chair, the polished leather squeaking against his weight.
"You and I have much to discuss, Mr. Drescher"
"And this is about...What? Miss-"
"Jackson"
"-Miss Jackson"
The woman leaned in, elbows resting atop her thighs, hands clasped underneath a slithly upturned chin "Shanxi, admiral"