By Rigel Ailur
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"What do you mean, personally deliver a request to all the leaders within a fortnight?" Deputy Ambassador Kestrel Morgan leaned forward in her chair and stared across the desk at her boss, Earth's ambassador to the Planet Mimion. Kestrel's loose ponytail kept her thick dark hair from whipping forward and obscuring the flabbergasted expression on her Seneca features. Her heightened color betrayed her annoyance by making her red-brown complexion a bit redder than usual. "Two of the four cultures on the planet don't HAVE leaders. The other two civilizations have hundreds. And half of those are underwater!"