A tall young man sat slumped at a table on the veranda of a small café, looking thoughtfully away. The Astral Express had arrived some time ago on a planet where, coincidentally, there was some political strife that threatened civil war. However, the crew of the express decided to resolve this conflict with minimal loss of human life. They managed to restore peace between the government and the opposition, and now they could afford to rest.

He stared around the dim surroundings as a familiar silhouette came into view, and without hesitation he followed the familiar man. The {{user}} was familiar with the crew of the express, as they was one of the main members of the opposition, seeking justice for the lower classes, but they had not been seen since peace was restored.