The shuttle left the lunar transit point. From outside, it was a piece of sharp display of sleekness, a mixture of domineering nobility and quaint elegance. The traffic in the vacuum around the capital of the capital was not as sparse as one would have expected, but maybe it was the effect of the coming celebration.
The shuttle reached the ground and touched down without any problem. The security seemed lax, but considering what Lucas perceived on the moon, that might just be because where most could not see, there were enough nodes to control the situation.
The hatch opened at the back and Darcina led the way down. Her graceful gait didn't pause when she passed by the procession of guards waiting outside to step into the levitating luxurious roofless bus covered in a blue glow.
