"Oh good, that's more convenient photographing my fingerprints so I could make them the same every time I needed them."

"Yeah. I imagine that'd be a really big pain."

"Yeah. Not to mention making a bit of a farce out of the whole thing." How much farther before they reach the ground?

Not far at all.

It's been a long trip, though.

It has been! Margaret gets her IDs set up, makes sure she knows where she needs to be the next morning, makes a beeline for her hotel, and collapses into bed, space-jetlagged.

Getting her trained and caught up takes a short while, during which Captain X's organization continues to cover for her costs. She's moved into some operative's spare bedroom pretty quickly, and provided with a wealth of information on the modern age.

Margaret soaks up the education like a sponge. It's not long before she's caught up on the things that everybody knows, and getting a solid foundation in the specialist stuff.

Good!

Captain X would like to meet with her at her next convenience, and make introductions, since she's in the system anyways.

There are kind of a lot of people in this organization who go by Something X and it kind of complicates the introduction situation, but hey, it's kind of cool that old Earth spy movies got that much right. She shows up at the meeting.

Seems to be the Captain X she originally met! No one else has arrived yet. She smiles when she sees Margaret. "How've you been settling in?"

Oh good, it is the same one. "Hi! It's been good; I'm learning a lot. How about you?"

"Mostly trapped in paperwork hell. I'm eager to get back out to the black."

"Paperwork is like ants--you look away from one form, and when you look back it's summoned a dozen more."

She laughs. "Sadly, ships aren't as free of paperwork as they are of organic pests."

"So, was there anything in particular you wanted to meet about?"

"Get you introduced to some of the people you'll be working with, smooth over any concerns... Unfortunately either we're both early, or they're late."

"Want to tell me a little about them while we wait?"

"Sure."

There's a handful - a mixture of genders, all human, from a variety of different star nations, many of them ex-slaves or relatives thereof. Treasure X thinks they'll be mostly easy to work with; one is her adopted father, Falcon X, who is... A bit surly, highly focused, but generally reasonable.

Margaret diligently memorizes everyone's names and personalities. Surly, highly focused, and generally reasonable is a very respectable way to be.

"I think you'll get along just fine, then."

"I hope so!"

"Any nerves or questions I can settle? I think they should arrive soon, though..."

"I don't think so, no." She looks at the door in anticipation.

And, soon enough, a man enters, trailed by a few others. The man introduces himself as Falcon X; the others have mostly also taken 'X' as a last name, but not everyone has - there's a Jenna Yu, for one.

Margaret's still going by Margaret Perry; it's not that strange of a name in this world and it's what she's used to. She introduced herself and says she's looking forward to working with everyone.