After a long time, Ves finally shed himself of his military uniforms and his eye-catching medals and ribbons. He packed all of them deep within his floating luggage trunk and planned to stuff them into his closet the instance he returned home.
Currently, Ves sat in a luxurious waiting area on one of New Foundation's commercial space stations. The space station served as a nexus for transit in and out of the strategic star system.
Few people in the lounge recognized him despite seeing his face plastered all over the news recently. He took a page out of Ketis' playbook and bought an overpriced beret from one of the trendy fashion stores at the space station.
The black beret rested comfortably on his mop of raven hair, though it wasn't the poofy kind which helped Ketis hide her horns.