The Vanguard-7 was scheduled to dock at the capital planet of the Federation, Prime Core, for a formal diplomatic gala celebrating the fleet’s successful charting of the outer rim. It was a formal event, meaning the crew had to trade their functional jumpsuits for immaculate, high-collared dress uniforms.
In their shared quarters, Leo stood in front of the mirror, struggling with the silver collar pins of his dress white uniform. "These things are designed to choke people, I swear. I can't