Grubozaboyschikov walked down the halls of Leiden Base. While the base wasn't the most homey of places, she enjoyed the quiet in the dark matter clouds of Galileo. The base kept her busy with all the technical gadgets and machines that were installed as well being a good spot to monitor traffic coming and going from Shikoku. Today, however, she would be expecting a visitor.
Her footsteps echoed as she stepped from one foot to the other in her high heels. She wore a casual black dress and some matching large silver loop earrings as jewelry. A bit of make-up also did not hurt. Of course, she looked marvelous. She knew. There was no question to her beauty.
Walking down to the hangar of the freeport, she looked for any sign of chrysanthemum presence. They were regular visitors on the station, she knew, but she would assume it would stick out different this time than the usual cardamne storage containers being transported into the awaiting ships ready to take off. These shipments she was looking for would look far different. Hugh-tech, though laughably outdated, she assumed.