An Expensive Cure for a Headache

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The silvery nebula melted away as the Tridente class gunship was sucked into the wormhole. Exiting through it there was the Eliminador. It set course for an orange looking planet.

Harabero was lightly shaken by the jump and bases himself out to gain a steadier stance. When the spectacle ends, he stands back straight and is able to offer him a smile in the unnerving Maltese way.

We are almost there. Once at Malta you may find rest in the embassy of the Starfleet Headquarters.

They were surely almost there. Docking operations were to be commenced.

Malta docking to Starfleet vessel Eliminador. You have been cleared to land.

Acknowledged. Proceeding.

As a steady descent was made (as much as it could for entering through), vast orange plantations filled with workers that looked miniscule from the distance appeared, as well as sprawling cities filled with all sorts of technologies.




It was quite the sight to behold. Harabero always loved the sight of Malta.

As they reached down the Starfleet Embassy, Kennedy was offered relief and a place to stay while the Don got things sorted out with the engineers.

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