Figuratively Speaking: Iceberg

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November 27th, 824 - Poole

The exploration of the station took hours. It was in a pretty bad shape, and it was obvious the damage was so big that a repair was impossible. It was more of a matter of time until the rock would fall apart. Maybe weeks, maybe days. Right now, it was okay. There was quite a lot stuff to find. After installing a mobile generator to provide the systems of the station with energy, Ezrael started to download the station's database while other crew members and a few teams of KSRs explored the station further to find and take anything that looked valuable. Here and there were dead bodies while the escape pods of the station were all missing. The two hangars were empty, parts of the station inaccessible.

Evening. The download was complete, the database deleted. What was stored here, was now in Ezrael's hand. "All done here, Commander. Call all teams back, we're leaving. Those empty stations are creepy as hell," he said via radio, shutting down the main computer of the station.

From the bridge, Sherry was able to see his view. He was moving through illuminated corridors in his EVA suit. The atmosphere around him was not breathable, some areas were even filled with purple nebula. "You heard the Captain. Everyone, return to the ship at once. Take your tools with your, bring the mobile generator back to the Apahanta. I'll inspect the loot later."

Ten minutes later, all lights turned dark. The Vented Smuggling Facility was abandoned once more, and soon it would fall apart. What Ezrael didn't know was that before that would happen, Gallia would stumble across the station. Not expecting this at all, he didn't think about erasing the recordings of the station security cameras would create once the mobile generator was supporting it with energy. So they knew about a guy with long hair in an EVA suit, a few people of his crew, his KSRs and even the Apahanta, a Mako-class warship. Enough to say 'ello.

Just like that, the Apahanta left the purple nebula, heading back to safe waters in the Omega-49 system. There was much to do. The restoration of the Titanic and the Talisman, finding a place to hide the new NEMP weapons, installing the Titanic's jump drive on the Apahanta, selling the Titanic, manufacturing the new turrets whose blueprints have been found on the Titanic, working through teraquads of data and trying to understand what happened in Poole. Who attacked the station? Who was after the Titanic? Who operated those?

And what was Maren doing in all this time?

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