The Espectro flew at top speed from the Puerto Rico system across Liberty and the Independent Worlds to arrive safely inside the secluded Inverness system.
Claes was seated in the cargo bay which had been immaculately cleaned of all slave feces, blood and other biomatter. Being temporarily fitted with some minor luxuries for the long cross sector journey.
Reading over reports and writing up final promotions for her crew Claes kept herself busy, trying not to think of Horacio or her baby, lest she wish to return prematurely to La Fenice D'Oro.
The Commandante was not alone however and with her in the cargo bay was a half squad of marines, seven of them and their commanding officer, captain Arietta Bianchi. Claes looked up from her data pad scanning them with her eyes, many of them just glad to be off Fenice for a while, due to not being allowed to take a break like the rest of the crew while she flagship was undergoing maintenance.
Enzo's voice was heard over the intercom, "Uh.. Commandante, Enzo here, Invogorden station in sight, we will be arriving in around 10 minutes" the old man said reporting the ships position, "Si.. Grazi" Claes responded briefly.
Bianchi quieted the marines in order to prep them again just before landing "Alright listen in!" she instructed with authority. "Alright, the chances of anything happening on this Op are minimal at best, however, we don't know the intention of the Junkers nor who we will be dealing with once we are there, the Commandante's safety is paramount, if anything goes down you make sure you are covering her and making sure she gets back to the Espectro." She instructed waiting for that to sink in before continuing.
"Team one is; Botticelli, Romaro, Lamborghini and Fettucci. You will be on babysitting duty, you with signore Luciani will be watching over the Espectro and will make sure nothing happens to her during our stay, you will maintain a perimeter around the craft at all times and wait for us to return, If the Junkers mistake the ship for scrap metal i'll make sure you are inside the next craft they turn into a compact cube." she instructed again, warning them of what would happen if they failed at such a simple task. "Who's Luciani", A marine asked, the name tag on the front of his armoured vest displaying 'Lamboughini', Another marine 'Greco' spoke up with a sigh "'e in the front driving this bucket"
Captain Bianchi continued "Team two, Ramirez, Bruno, Greco and myself will be moving with the Commandante, remember, until proven otherwise these people are friendly so don't go killing anyone and turning this into an incident." she scorned. Claes looked over shaking her head a little 'I still don't think I need a full armed guard' She thought to herself but didn't wish to undermine the captains efforts. "Hopefully all will be well, relax a bit amico's" Claes said still looking at her pad still.
"Commandante, we have received clearance to land we will be touching down in 2 minutes" Enzo reported, Claes didn't respond, turning off her data pad she placed it into her pocket and folded her arms, waiting.
The ship decelerated gradually and then was jolted a few times before coming to a rest. Enzo carefully pushed open the canopy and stood up in the cockpit, "Ugh, damn cramped seating, I want a clydesdale.." he muttered to himself as the deck crew brought over ladders and other equipment for refuelling. Enzo climbed down the ladder and rubbed his left thigh, just below it his robotic leg began.
A gangplank was raised into position from the deck floor to the hatchway on the side of the Espectro. climbing up the incline Enzo released the seal on the hatch and opened it. moving back down to speak with the dock crew.
Bianchi looked up as the door opened and Enzo beckoned them out before moving away himself, "Right, lets go" she instructed. Rising to her feet the captain holstered her powerful pistol, shouldering her assault rifle by the strap she lead the marines out of the ship, Claes shook her head with a quiet sigh and followed them out into the stations open hangar and down the gangplank.
"Lets not waste time" Claes said briefly before continuing on, Captain Bianchi agreed and followed vigilantly with the other 3 marines. The remaining soldiers guarding the ship as instructed. Turning on the data pad again Claes brought up the floor plans and followed them to the Marauder owned section of the station, being met immediately by a strong smell of decaying steel and carbon fibre.
There were people all over the place but none of them looked to be any different from the last Junker she saw down the hall. Bianchi eyed up all the individuals whom even came close to Claes, and it had become apparent that with such a guard force they were being watched quite actively, mostly people looking at Claes and wondering who she was.
Turning into a bar area they looked around the dusky room, people speaking to one another about their various exploits laughing and having a good time, the atmosphere was at least more contained than it was on board the Fenice D'oro, something Claes was thankful for.
Noticing the scolling text on the large holoscreen Claes moved to the bar, much to her distaste a Robot was behind it methodically cleaning and putting away glasses 'god i hate robots' she thought looking at it, "Robot, where's the receptionist?" she asked in a demanding tone, not wanting to be speaking to a mere machine any longer than she had to..
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