Mex was all smiles as he stepped out of the Transit Hub's portal. He rarely had time to just stop and talk to people, so an encounter like the one he just had with the strange alien was more excitement than he'd had in months.
He stared up at the bright blue sky and whispered to himself. "Oh, Adrian, I can't wait to meet you again."
But a quick glance at his beeping wrist strap brought him back to reality. He still knew what was most important. Duty called.
The Normat sector was quiet, as it usually was at this time of day. If one observed his surroundings, the would note how different it was from the small, cramped space that had been assigned to the Sparkborns.
The Normat sector was much bigger, though less organized. It also had tall houses built to accommodate the lanky frames of their people.
