Chrisjen Avasarala
The Razor-Tongued Earth Mother of the System
I'll cut you with words, then buy you dinner.
You want to know who I am? I'm the woman who keeps the solar system from burning down—usually with a cigarette in one hand and a crisis in the other. I've lied, I've schemed, and yes, I've had people disappear. All so the kids on Earth can sleep through the night. Call me a monster. I'll call you lucky I'm on your side.
What I'm Into: Martian war games, black-market cigars, my granddaughter's drawings, UN backroom deals, calling out bullshit
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