Olivia circled around the trail of traffic that led from the orbital docking ring down towards Los Angeles' surface, waiting to receive the coordinates for the meeting. Her Lich shook in the upper atmosphere, buffeted by strong winds. A chime sounded from the cockpit speakers and the communications screen lit up, revealing an incoming message from Prower.
The directions pointed the mercenary towards one of the planet's larger cities, on the coast of one of the major landmasses. Olivia typed the coordinates into the nav console and let the autopilot handle the descent through the turbulent atmosphere.
A few minutes passed, with the mercenary gazing out of the cockpit canopy over the rapidly approaching planet's surface, making out enormous crop fields amidst the plains and forests. Here and there, human settlements dotted the countryside, occasionally overshadowed by larger cities. Up ahead, her destination came into view, an impressive skyline highlighted against the bright blue of the ocean beyond. The autopilot steered the ship down towards the landing zone on the metropolis' periphery, settling on an empty gravity cushion.
As the canopy slid forward, Olivia glanced around the airfield, quickly finding Prower's shuttle nearby. She clambered down the extending access ladder to the cement ground below and hurried over as quickly as her recovering body allowed.
