Crimson Flame

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Thira Colony, also known as the Quietest Place in the Corsair Empire, located in Omicron-94 in the heart of Corsair Territory where few not aligned with the Empire dare tread. It was a planetoid within the Santorini Belt, hollowed out by the Corsairs was turned into a fortress, a bastion for the Corsair Empire should Omicron Gamma in some manner fall to their enemies.

It was a calm place, nothing of interest never seeming to happen there as it was so far from the war the Corsairs wage even today against it's numerous foes. But today was different, the atmosphere was thick with tension, a Benitez convoy approached the planetoid and the Gunship carrying a precious cargo docked with the station, work crews in the hanger deck briefly paused from their jobs as the Gunboat settled down onto the deck, her engines powering down as the hanger is vacated of non-essential personnel by Security.

As several soldiers filed out from the Gunboat, in their midst a single man stood out, his skin lighter than those from Crete, brown hair and blue eyes that were covered by spectacles, clutched under his arm was a small metal box, on it's surface was multiple locking mechanisms; DNA Scanner, Thumb Imprint, a small microphone for an audio password and a standard lock. Whatever was within the box was important obviously, the man holding it was dressed in a brown flight suit, black boots covered his feet as well as leather gloves on his hands.

As they left the Gunboat the man sighed, almost relieved it seemed as he finally relaxed his guard, he had been on the run for several weeks now, always looking over his shoulder, worried an agent of those who was seeking him out was standing behind him with a dagger ready to be plunged into his back, as they waited for the Benitez representative to arrive the man ran his free hand through his hair, it had been a nerve-wrecking journey, but now he was relatively safe...For now.