09-17-2021, 12:25 PM
Chantier naval de Maintenon -- Orleanais, Gallic space
Samedi, le 18 Septembre 744
One of the prime military shipyards in Gallia just like always since the very day of its commissioning was occupied by multiple ships staying on repairs, being constructed or under upgrade to suit the swiftly changing Gallic naval doctrines, that no more relying on a blind superior firepower but also flexibility to new terms of war, when Gallia is no more an absolute supreme at the political arena. Not long ago, one of its major drydocks was occupied by the De Grasse, both honour and shame of Gallic United Fleet -- honour, because of many battles it survived, but shame, because it belonged to infamous Redemption-class, symbol of hope to the remaining pro-republicans, naive in their belief in friendship with Sirius, but defiance and rebellion to loyalists that set integrity of the Gallic House over all else. Now empty, the drydock was waiting for another pinnacle of Gallic engineering to arrive.
Aboard the shipyard, in one of the luxury looking chambers, a recently appointed Seigneur of Orleanais was resting after his travel from the planet. Antonin did not actually need a rest after such a short flight, but it was useful to prepare for meeting a businessman he could never respect or threat as equal. All their endless conversations and discussions, meetings and scheming for getting a bigger cut were never understood to him, despite having roots from family of such dealers.
All he had now is to wait until Director of the EFL SPA arrive to the shipyard...