The Dove Returns to its Ruin... (Tigre Family Estate: First Generation)

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(//OORP notes: For an accurate information on the settings, please read this link to the Tigre Family Estate. Anyway, this thread links to the Estate Stories. Anyone may theoretically still be able to come in to join , BUT it must make sense.

... Same rules. No powergaming, or metagaming.)

The Dove Returns to its Ruin...

<div align="right]... 8090-Harrowfall Avenue
... Jettison City
... Planet Erie
... Pennsylvania

The Erie sun shone strongly that mid-afternoon on the large, mansion-like ruins of the Tigre Family Estate. The breeze was slight, the skies were clear, and there was only one person in the middle of the large plaza, escorted by a plethora of different droids.


The blonde, old woman in her mid 60's who tied her hair back in a messy ponytail, with her faint-yellow eyes backed by some large, round spectacles, strolled around the place a bit in a relaxed manner... Seems the day was going slower than usual. With Michinson gone for another Trade run in the Vagabond III along with his wife, the younger kids enjoying a dip on the far-off Ptolemy River, and the others trying to find some work in Jettison City, the old woman felt the place as empty for the time being...


... But it already was, anyway... Though the Entrance Quarters was large enough to fit several families in just one of its wings, there was of little value within those halls, being without much furniture, furnishings or even art like paintings and somesuch. The place was basically a large, empty ruined building with a great big plaza in front of it, save for the several rooms that were being used by its current tenants.


It was a huge place, nonetheless... The old woman looked back towards her droids, and sighs with a smile of relief, knowing that without these little helpers she would've never been able to finish cleaning up the rooms that were being used, let alone the countless others not usually utilized, even if she spent the whole 24-hours doing so.


The old woman strolls further down until she entered The Courtyard. This was generally the large, open plaza in front of the Entrance Quarters where ground vehicles pass through to get inside the Entrance Quarters; it was also where the tenants' and visitors' ships would land. The Courtyard was so big, one could easily fit 5 Borderworld Transports side-by-side, and they would occupy only 1/4th of the entire area. Large, movable Gravitonic Landing Apparati were there: they served as support for landed ships ((hint: they are the emitters that create these rings under your ship whenever it's landed in-game)).


After inspecting if all of the GLA's were in working condition, she walks further down the plaza until she got to the large, cracked fountain. This fountain didn't work, but so did many other things in this Estate. Still, it was a beautiful fountain, despite its run-down and weathered nature.


The old woman takes a seat on the rim of the fountain, evidently exhausted from trying to keep the complex spic-and-span to the best of her ability. She looks up into the sky with a frown, and whispers to herself in a strong, Rheinland accent, "... Frau Milaroza... Herr Leonardo... Vhere are zyou two...?"

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