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Commander Woga frowned, as he listened to the incomming transmission. He nodded to one of the bridge operators. A sign they both knew well enough for the operator to begin the processing without a vocal confirmation.
"You may so." Woga intoned, looking back to the viewport. "You will be escorted to route being sent to you now. Report vessels identification and particulars to the starport authority, to avoid this encounter in the future... The Republic must know its ships... At berth you will be inspected by the security droids for disease, prior to disembarkation. There is a rampant Rakghoul Plague down the Trailing Sectors. Be advised. Follow instructions of the Orbital Command and respect the local laws, and you should be fine..."
Part of Commander Woga felt dissappointed. Though he was too proud to admit, or too aware of his own psychological issues, he would not openly accept that he craved for the action he had gone through back in Ossus. This post, here, was an exile to him. But, alas, duty was duty, regardless how gloryless it might be.
Soon after the Commander terminated the communication, the Indomitable received written instructions along with a clear passage plan in a file transmission. It appeared, the planet had an orbital station, on which the berths were located, unlike Phu and its planetside archaic infrastructure. Numerous vessels came and went, while the station itself was built in a circular design, like a massive disk of durasteel, with four horns forming a cross-like shape on it, marking the bridges it facilitated, under the watchtowers crowned with scanners of all kinds.
"You may so." Woga intoned, looking back to the viewport. "You will be escorted to route being sent to you now. Report vessels identification and particulars to the starport authority, to avoid this encounter in the future... The Republic must know its ships... At berth you will be inspected by the security droids for disease, prior to disembarkation. There is a rampant Rakghoul Plague down the Trailing Sectors. Be advised. Follow instructions of the Orbital Command and respect the local laws, and you should be fine..."
Part of Commander Woga felt dissappointed. Though he was too proud to admit, or too aware of his own psychological issues, he would not openly accept that he craved for the action he had gone through back in Ossus. This post, here, was an exile to him. But, alas, duty was duty, regardless how gloryless it might be.
Soon after the Commander terminated the communication, the Indomitable received written instructions along with a clear passage plan in a file transmission. It appeared, the planet had an orbital station, on which the berths were located, unlike Phu and its planetside archaic infrastructure. Numerous vessels came and went, while the station itself was built in a circular design, like a massive disk of durasteel, with four horns forming a cross-like shape on it, marking the bridges it facilitated, under the watchtowers crowned with scanners of all kinds.
