Back on Mejere things weren't what you might have expected in contrast with Tarak, the women on the planet were getting along with the men who decided to participate in the cohabitation experiment. Those who had been in the project long enough could go to Mejere or back home if they wanted, however most went back.
"Jura where did you go, I swear to god she is such a pain to follow", Barnette said as looked for Jura, "This happens every time we go out, can't I ever get a decent day out just once. Out of nowhere, "hey Barnette can I borrow 658 credits", "What the, where the hell did you go Jura. And why exactly do you need that many credits" yelled back on very angry Barnette. Jura's there bouncing around like a little child on Christmas morning, "It's a one of a kind dress, and I want it to impress the men that are." "Are you still hung up about having a baby"? "Why do I even bother anymore?" as a tired Barnette whispers under her breath while being dragged down the street with one hand by Jura and the other in her pocket fiddling with her credit card. "My poor credit card."
Things weren't entirely at rest on Mejere though, there was a great movement of arms and preparations to repair existing ships and to upgrade and create new ones as fast as possible. Most people didn't take much notice as they tried to fix themselves up for interaction events with men, i.e. date's and other such stuff.
"I won't be long now, right", a female commander spoke to the quartermaster. "No sir, things are almost all prepared and we can be ready to depart in 4 hours" replied the quartermaster. "Commander", a solider yelled out while running down the hall, "The Tarak fleet is beginning to launch". "Say what, (in her thoughts, "those damm men and their pride")." "Inform grandma, tell her we need to launch as soon as possible" the commander implied.
This was a pretty short chapter, not much went on here; the next 1 might be short too. No promises though, reuploaded chapter 1 with new another paragraph.