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Vaelin 'Darklight' -
The vortex of lights played over the ambient back ground behind the captains chair, he was in the observation part of the bridge. The ship trembled with the turbulence that the jump hole installed while it was in use. Very bright and white light laminated the observation deck, from the dull waves of light that had washed over the vessel to the now eye straining white nebula that clung to this section of space. Tau-37. The Anubis’s engines had stalled for a moment as checks were made to ensure that all systems were still completely operational, everything was promising and thus the Engine fired up a stream of amber fire flared up from the ships exhaust which propelled the vessel on impulse. Vaelin reached over to activate the engines’ cruise. He enjoyed flying the massive tub despite what some might class as sluggish, he felt some peace when moving the ship that he considered his home. With the energy ramping up and finally igniting, the Osiris propelled itself at a speed that most Transports, ships half the osiris’ size, would cruise at. The ship would weave its way through the mobile asteroids. As he broke through the nebula’s embrace some of the matter would follow with him as it would float out aimlessly, the partials stripping away from the hull. What came into view was the sight of a cluster of gathered asteroids with a metallic structure in its center. Freeport 10.
“Freeport Ten, this is Vaelin captain of the Anubis that should be entering your scanner range momentarily – sending through the data packet on our stance and intentions..” Vaelin moved toward the communications console, he didn’t need to but he had opted to do less convenient things for the mere reason to have physical things to do. He brought up his reputation with the Zoners and the intentions he had on approaching the station.
“This is Freeport Ten traffic control – we have you on our scanners, please hold a moment while we review the received transmission.” The voice of the crew member broke away and they went over the files. “Your requests have been approved – please proceed to mooring point four.”
“Rodger that, moving in position.” Vaelin moved back to the Captains chair and navigated the ship into position, a mooring point extended from the ship to the station and when secured, several automated crew assumed guard positions. These Automated personifications were controlled by one of the ships AI’s. Gun turrets descended from the roof to discourage any people from getting any ideas of becoming the ships stowaway. “Mooring sequence completed, sending through droids to transfer cargo.”
“Acknowledged, Traffic control out.”
Vaelin turned the controls over the AI unit, he trusted the constructs that were with him for it was the heart of the ship and the two at least had an understanding between each other, and Vaelin would give it purpose beyond self anointed tasks, it had currently lacked the ability of thinking of future things. Vaelin for the most part would now wait for his guest to arrive. He shrugged on the trench coat that contained temperature conditioning which helped to keep his temperature down as his hypothalamus which controlled body heat had been screwed up due to some attempts at biological alterations. He did not dismount his weapons belt instead keeping it on. He entered the elevator which would take him to the public quarters of the ship, the quarter that was intended to be a safe haven for those he intended to provide with sanctuary; so far it lacked any signs of life. He passed into the second elevator which was less secured then the one he had entered and progressed down to the hangers, he would wait in the engineering bay, tinkering with the various parts from used or new equipment. It was here he would wait for his guest.