Suddenly a red carpet rolled over the floor of Hangar 8, finishing at the feet of the Fae newcomer. A vent opened above her, releasing yellow apple-shaped balloons and some confetti. A rather dirty greaser wearing his technician dungarees approached her. He tried to look happy, but his face showed a life of misery. On behalf of the Temporary Autonomous Zoners, I welcome you. He said in the most monotonous voice. He then gave Isabelle her passcard. Use this to come in and out the Telemakhos. He pointed at a rusty Salvager Frigate moored in the hangar.
As he showed her the way, he explained: Gypsie will join us once we arrive on Brunswick Shrine. He said you should take his... the cabin. He then looked at her for the first time in the eyes. It is a great honor. The rest of us sleep in hammocks below deck.
They climbed the ramp and entered the ship, where the Yellowshirts greeted the new guest. That door over there leads to Gyp's... Your cabin. Come, I'll show you the gun port.
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