A Matter of Time and Space
Spectre Office, Citadel Embassies, Presidium – 06:00 GST – 5th July 2185 CE
"Severan. Turian. Spectre status recognised," the VI said as the Spectre Office doors slid open.
Valni still hadn't got used to her new title. She wondered if she would ever get used to it.
The last few days had been a blur of interviews, personal messages from friends and family – her mother had been especially proud to have a Spectre in the family, though she did give Valni a stern lecture for not telling her she'd been selected for Spectre candidacy – briefings with advisors whose names Valni could barely remember, and a deluge of Council reports that she was expected to wade through.
In honesty, Valni was grateful the Spectre clearance gave her access to classified intelligence, it gave her a clearer picture of the movements of t