Darken Swirl

[Amelia]

Amelia, who made a quick stop on Curacao to resupply her vessel with ammunition and food rations, landed her vessel on one of the many hangars that were built on the landing pads on the water.

She contacted the people in the hangar beforehand to gather the needed supplies to speed up the entire process. When she landed she could already see all the goods that she requested. The entire hangar was filled with large containers and crates. Surprisingly there was only one other ship on the other side of the hangar, but it seemed as if the owner wasn't around.

Amelia didn't really care about that either way, as she wasn't planning to do anything suspicious or illegal. As soon as her ship was fully down on the ground of the hangar, she opened the hatch and climbed out of it, beginning to walk towards the little crates that seemed to be the goods that she requested. Upon reaching the crates she knelt down and looked around her, seeing herself being surrounded by large containers and crates, feeling somewhat unsafe around them as it was a perfect chance for a surprise attack.

She was paranoid and normally was expecting bad things to happen in those situations, but not this time. She shrugged to herself and began carrying the little crates into her ship, one by one.

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