The YT-700 freighter Raconteur touched down at the main hub starport on Pandath with little fanfare, slipping between the regular ebb and flow of star traffic with little to differentiate itself. The hold manifest would display a cargo of farm equipment and agricultural-grade antibiotics. There was no deception on that front, the ship carried exactly what the manifest implied. The cargo wasn't important. The pilot, however, was.

Eluna promptly ran the cooldown checklist, exiting the cockpit for the refresher in the back. Alone in the privy, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. A hand ran up through her bright red hair. As it passed, her hair began to fall out in clumps, which she collected in the waste disposal. Balding before her eyes, Eluna blinked. Green eyes turned icy blue as her normally-fair skin turned degrees paler and chalkier. The skin around her eyes darkened somewhat, giving her the gloomy appearance of a Rattataki. The Girl remembered her fight with Ze'Chot. The Machine remembered the near-human's mannerisms. The human replica droid changed identity as easily as changing a shirt. Once satisfied in the results, Eluna returned to the cockpit and sent a message to the provisional government house.

"Thees ees Aaya Teekfa oof zee Alleeance Geeld oof Farmers too speak weet Meeneester Dakler Prown."