"And you are?" the security officer asked as a woman in her mid-thirties walked up to the queue with two girls behind her.
"Rally Vincent," the woman said, handing over her passport.
The security guard looked up from her ID as she gave her name.
"Rally...the bounty hunter?" the man asked, obviously impressed.
"I only did that to pay the bills," Rally said, waving it off.
In the back of her mind she sighed. What was she doing on a space station? The only trade as a smith she could have here was on, yick, PPGs. Nobody wanted a slugthrower on a ship or a station. Too much chance of cracking the seal.
Which, of course, hadn't stopped her from putting some of her favorite pieces into luggage, for display purposes only of course.
So, given that she'd be stuck packing a cracker-jack pop gun while she lived here, just why had she decided to come here, of all places.
"Everything is so closed in," Shanti said behind her. "There's no space anywhere."
"There's space everywhere," Vivian returned with a smirk. "It's a space station."
Oh, right, kids she wanted to keep out Psi Corp sight.
Shanti wore her hair long and loose, the dark brown curls framing her pretty face. She wore a white blouse with a green jacket and a long green skirt.
Her sister, meanwhile, wore her hair short, cut just above the ears. Vivian wore jeans and a t-shirt that was fitting so tightly that Rally was planning on insisting it go in the trash as soon as they had a private moment. She was snapping some gum fairly loudly.
Their faces always struck Rally as familiar, and not because they looked much like Goldie, because that came more than their build than their other features. Rally was almost certain she knew whoever it was Goldie had gotten a "genetic sample" from, but she could never lay her finger on it. Meanwhile, she'd done what she could to keep either of the girls from getting a genetic test that might make them pop up on an alert somewhere.
"They say you k-," the security guard was saying as Rally loudly cleared her throat.
The woman moved her eyes toward the two fifteen year old girls behind her meaningfully.
"Oh, sorry," the man said, embarrassed. "I guess war stories aren't appropriate around kids."
"War stories?" Shanti said, suddenly interested. "You never told us you were in the war."
"Not appropriate, Shanti," Rally told the girl as she handed over Shanti's and Vivian's IDs.
"What brings you to Babylon 5?" the security officer asked.
"I'm trying to give the girls here a taste of interplanetary culture," Rally said. "Going to be staying for sometime. Setup business for a bit."
That and it was getting a bit...noisy in the colonies just now. Hopefully a diplomatic station like this would be a bit quieter. At least as long as she kept her head down from the inevitable politics.
Vivian, smacking her gum, watched as aliens passed through in the corridor beyond. Eyes flicking curiously at all the strange forms she saw.
"What kind of business?" the security guard asked cautiously as he looked down toward her ID again and noted a few lines underneath. "Investigator? Well, that'll be...entertaining for you."
Rally really didn't like the way that word came out of the man's mouth.
"Well, you're clear to go," the security guard said. "They should be delivering your luggage to your quarters shortly."
"Thanks," Rally said with a smile, shouldering her carry-on bag and waving to the two girls. "Let's go get something to eat."
"Is there a McDonald's?" Vivian asked as she followed the other
"Why did we have to move again?" Shanti asked. "I liked it on Proxima 3."
"Same as always, Kitten," Rally said, turning to look at her. "Business was bad."
"Not enough cheating husbands so we come to a place with less than half the population?" Vivian asked sarcastically, drawing a narrow eyed glare from her guardian.
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