A lone Wayfarer-Class shuttle would soon make its approach on the station. Just as the shuttle came into sensor range of the station a signal would be transmitted from the vessel.
Ambassador Aegis Yaweh Fyunnen said:
"This is Wayfarer-Class Shuttle 'Procession Run'. Requesting clearance to land on Pisces Station. I am former-senator, now Ambassador, Aegis Yaweh Fyunnen. I am here on behalf of the Lorath Matriarchy to represent their interests during the coming conference. I also request that I be cleared to land at an external landing bay. I will not be needing assistance in servicing my transportation. Thank you."
As the shuttle made its approach, the station's sensors would detect a sum of scorching upon the little shuttle's hull, along with a hefty sum of residual signs of plasma weapon discharge. Apparently the little craft had seen some action as it traversed the distance between the Nyli system and the Albini system. A patch of OLED paint near the cockpit window of the shuttle shined with several glowing symbols of skulls and crossbones which were posted alongside images of several power armor and a handful of old fighter designs commonly used by pirates. Apparently, the ambassador aboard the shuttle was quite intent on making her way to the meeting, regardless of the cost.
Within the shuttle, Aegis went about the final process of making the approach on the station. At the same time she adjusted her attire which she wore. She uttered a soft curse as she noticed a small rip caused by shrapnel from a ruptured component. With one hand she piloted the shuttle, with the other she went about retrieving a small mending kit from a travel satchel so she could repair the rip. "Leave it to me to show up to a conference looking like some sort of grunt... Without any blood to show for it even..." she muttered as she placed a self-sealing patch over the ripped portion of her attire. The small crisis was solved, and soon she was landed upon the station, where she made her way through the docking port and into the station, with hopes that she would not encounter much resistance to her presence... After all, she was there not only for the Lorath Matriarchy, but as a representative of the Lorath Matriarchy as a protectorate of the UOC.
As the former-senator made her way, she could not help but to recall some of the military philosophy lectures which were drilled into her many decades ago. Unfortunately, every bit of those words came down to a mere few options which stood out in Aegis' mind:
Fight, flight, bargain, stall. Every one of those options each had their own consequence which stood firmly apparent in the mind of Aegis, who had to suppress a shudder at the potential outcomes. The truly troubling part... was that the suppressed shudder was not entirely out of fear. That very feeling was what made her a Fyunnen. Such an oddity... a Fyunnen diplomat... on par with oddities such as Mishhu lounge singers, virgin Nekovalkryja, sober Nepleslians, faithless Elysians, and planet-bound Freespacers.
Goddess help me do what is right. Aegis thought as the weight of her situation made itself apparent in an abrupt realization.