Nemesis

[Meallan]

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Three days later, a sweaty Dagon entered his quarters. A small automated depot was hastily built in Pennsylvania. No atmo. No shield. Just some heavy cargo robotic arms, plenty of space and systems to coordinate the whole show. It should be good for the duration of the project. The armor was more than enough to hold off any rock or debris bumping it, and the positioning thrusters were below optimal but more than enough to pin it to the relative position. Removing the space work suit, he finally relaxed, walking towards the planning table and decided to pull up the scanner images. The planning system disappeared and gave way to a big image.

"Well.. Seems decent." He said, and pulled up another.

Looking at it, Meallan went to grab a beer from his fridge. The satisfying sound of opening filled the silence followed by his thirsty first gulps. Walking back to the table, he activated the planning system once again and looked at the material list. He nodded checking it mentaly. "Well, time to give Akibara something to do." He accessed his comm link and prepared himself for another round of negotiations.

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