Dawn Station Control said:
HMS Journeyman, This is Dawn Station Control. You are Cleared for landing in Drydock 24 of Sector one. Guidance beacon is being beamed to you now. Please proceed with caution, as construction in the area is quite active. We welcome you to Dawn Station and hope you enjoy your stay.
"Well, that's that," the Warrant Officer muttered as she nodded to the pilot. "You have the beacon?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Then take us in, Fraulein Hoffman. And don't scratch anything on the way in...that's the easiest way to piss a wog off." the Warrant Officer replied as she pulled up the transceiver of the vessels internal communication system. "Now here this, now here this. In a couple of hours, we will dock with Dawn Station. All negotiators and security personnel, please stand-by in the Lounge until we have docked," the transport commander stated before hanging the comm. back in its hook-ups.
HMS Journeyman said:
Thank you, Dawn Station Control. ETA is approximately two hours from currently position at our maximum speed of 18% of light speed. HMS Journeyman, over and out.
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Two hours later
Slowly, the
Journeyman entered the dock under the tractors of Dawn Station, settling into its docking clamps with ease. It wasn't a very impressive vessel to look at, but it was supposed to be impressive either. As soon as the ship was secured, the large airlock of the ship was opened and a ramp extended to meet the deck floor. The first to come out were four individuals and all of them looked menacing.
Wearing the green panels of the Weltraumflotte Marine Corp, the smallest one of the team only reached 5'8" and happened to be the only female of the group. With her bright blue eyes covered by dark goggles to protect her from the stations bright lights, she moved off to the right side with her straight, chin-length, black hair flowing slightly as she moved. The other three individuals range from 6'5" to nearly 7' in height with what would look like a body-builders structure compared to their commander's toned build. Only one of them wore goggles like the female, but the most noticeable feature they had was that they had four arms compared to the woman's two. None of them carried weapons except for the large pistols at their hips.
The next to exit was a group of three individuals. One was a less impressive male Abwehran with dark skin and brown hair. He wored a brown and white business suit, walking in front of the other two with a charming grin on his face. Another male stood to the first man's right, this one wearing a military uniform with a black color compared to its green counterparts. With pale skin and his eyes covered in the same thick, dark goggles as two of their security team, he didn't seem as impressive as the security team, but maintained an aura of command. The final member of the trio seemed to be the only female and wore goggles like her military counterpart, but wore a more civilian garb to her. With her brown hair flowing behind her, the woman only reached to the shoulders of either of her cohorts.
The three of them stepping passed the small corridor of Marines and up to the very small, uniformed woman representing Origin Industries, the charming man cleared his throat before offering his lower right hand. Standing at a height of 7'1", he towered over the representative. "Greetings," he began in a very thick accent. "I am Udo Jung, Negotiator and Representative of the Abwehran Star Empire." he introduced himself in Nepleslian.
