The birth of a Titan

[Soban]

Livadia, The bar

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Donagan flinched at the mention of the deep Omegas.

“So ye’ve felt the pull o’ the unknown as well, have ye?” He smirked. “We’ve already established a base near one o’ the entrances.”

His expression sobered as he exhaled.

“Those systems are rich, aye. But they’re viciously dangerous. We’ve committed a few capital ships and squadrons out there, and we’ve barely mapped the place. Lost a few good men already, too.”

He rummaged through his many pockets for a moment before producing a small rock sample.

“But we’ve found riches. See this? That’s osmium. We’ve already got a few uses for it—engines, armour, an’ even the weapons side o’ things. It’ll take years tae uncover all its applications, but it’s worth the effort.”

He slipped the rock away again and pulled out a datapad. After a quick glance, he continued:

“As for the invoice, we’ll settle it once the job’s complete. Ye never ken what surprises might crop up. With what’s left and a few tests, I’d say we’ve maybe a month’s work at most.”

He waved a hand dismissively.

“I won’t drown ye in the technicals, sounds like ye’ve meetings tae attend. I’ll also look into that Dr. Montgomery ye mentioned. Till then—take care.”