Ishtar's a Ey Intoned Pleasantly.

Governor watari leaned over the podium, her spiked blond hair forming a leonine mane around her head. May i have permission to re configure the solar array to turn night into day? The crowd murmured and there was some snickering. Even the governor didn't seem to know what to say. And as that seril limbo threatened to stretch on forever, there was suddenly a flash of docking lights. Another of ishtar's modular stations was preparing to dock. Piece by piece, ishtar colony was reconstituting itself.