[Interlude: (Mysterious As) The Dark Side of the Moon]

[the_measurers]

The station's Navigator folded space again, through the semi-secret gate Lafiel, Sah'ot and Zevran found. The fee had been paid and the secret to passing given (apparently one needed to bring a quantity of Antivesuvian soil to pass through safely, so somewhere in the station was what was essentially an excavated pleasure garden). An ansible

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Surface

[the_measurers]

On the surface, the only description is "wrecked". Clearly there was once a city and atmosphere here, done in simple architectural styles. There appear to be no private dwellings. Instead there are communal dwellings, like Norse longhouses.

Clearly people lived here once. But now there's no atmosphere and only a little light, making for a perpetual dusk. People might find the same symbol graffitid everywhere though: two crossed blades. Any older markings are obscured by age.

At the center of the city there is another giant, brassy dome like the one on Antivesuvio, this one with what appears to be a transmitting dish on top. It points in the direction of the gate. Standing nearby, whether one uses magic or scientific instruments to figure it out, one thing is clear: it's draining energy from everything around it. Engineers, mages, and/or Jedi, you might want to look at this.

Investigate however you wish. Close scrutiny may lead to answers or to just more questions.

Re: Surface

[2sexy4myuplift]

Sah'ot tick-ticked through the wastes (well he would if there were any atmosphere) in his walker, stirring clouds of dust wherever he went. He didn't really like this at all. It gave him the creeps and reminded him too much of the shallow cluster.

He paused at the threshold of one of the buildings. That crossed blade symbol...

Re: Surface

[allmylovenspace]

Ai had noticed the symbol too. "The Fay'lia?"

Re: Surface

[2sexy4myuplift]

Sah'ot clicked his radio on. "Nah, that isss is the one that's all over the pods when we pick them up. The Fay'lia can't seem t-to get in here." He stepped gingerly inside. Large, circular beds of some gellike material. It seemed design for communal sleeping.

station and nearby space

[the_measurers]

Those who elect to stay on the station aren't idle though. The new ansible allows them to communicate with Antivesuvio instantly. Maybe they know what's going on?

Re: station and nearby space

[incesteyes]

Cain had taken the liberty of refusing to leave the station for the wrecked planet. He'd been made aware, however, of the communication channel that was open between the planet they'd recently left and the station. This dilapidated planet did somewhat look similar...

He put on a headset and leaned back in an office chair cobbled together from shock-absorber springs, the top of a wooden crate, and a broken barstool. "Cain Hargreaves of Senburu Trati'salan, for historians on Antivesuvio, Cain Hargreaves of Senburu Trati'salan, to reach Historians on Antivesuvio. Does anyone hear me?" he said, not really sure of transmission protocol since it hadn't ever come up.

Re: station and nearby space

[the_measurers]

On Cain's screen, the idyllic fields and gardens of Antivesuvio appeared. They were slowly moving, indicating that the ansible was mounted on a caravan. Centered in the frame was a white haired Antivesuvian man in his fifties.

"What can I do for you, young man?"