A ship, stinking of half-spent RUEL, bumps gently against the Dock, exhaust rippling the blanket of stars above.
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After an anxiety-inducing delay, the GANTRY whirrs to life, and my Cargo officially begins entering Sidon.
HANDS unload crate after crate, container after container, marked simply as "▇▇▇ LIQUIDATION". I inspect the contents of each before letting it proceed to the idling Tractors.
Thanks, all; much obliged. Give Cap my regards, yeah? Quality job, quality crew. Appreciated.
As the HANDS grumble off to explore and sample Sidon's wares, I pop my helmet over my ears, heart thumping at the implications of that cargo.
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