Cambridge Stellar Research, Surveillance Mission #3, Goddess Geode, Baffin

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3 July, 818
Shasta Orbital Skyhook

The pilgrim liner docked precisely with the station, despite it's size. Roy wanted to greet first Malaclypse, so he rushed down to the airlock. A few of the crew were already there, effing around with the control panel of the door. As they saw the captain coming they quickly updated him about the "situation".

-It's stuck again. -said one of them. True, it was a very old ship, but lived through hundreds of attacks. Nomad, corsair, hessian even the sirius coalition revolutionary army guns couldn't stop this behemoth. And now, even opening a door is quite difficult. There's nothing what can be done for her. The time has grabbed her, and pulling her slowly to death.

Roy kicked in the door with the military boots he was wearing, and it slowly opened with a noisy screeching. Malaclypse was already waiting at the other side of the airlock.

-Welcome to Shasta Orbital Skyhook, captain Khan.

-Thanks, but I told you to call me Roy. I'm a bit thirsty, how about talking near a big mug of beer?

-Sure, let's go to the Sin's After Hours. I've sent men to the other ships, so your colleagues may join us.

-Good, show the way. Also, do you think it's possible to talk with Doctor Holliday? He informed us, that the head of the CSR is still in critical state and he's on this station.

-Will see...Will see...

They entered the bar, and Roy ordered a wheat beer.

-Do you drink anything Mal?

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