A couple of nights ago I arrived in the Eta Draconis system, following a tip-off from a fellow Commander that things were starting to get interesting in-system due to a state of civil unrest during what seemed to be an attempted Federation takeover, and that a sharp entrepreneurial trader like myself should be able to make some reasonable money there.

I’d been running the same rare items trade circuit back and forth for a couple of weeks, spending every spare credit I could on much-needed repairs and upgrades to my second-hand Cobra Mk. 3, the ‘Objects in Mirror are Closer than they Appear’. She’s a good ship, but she hadn’t been particularly well equipped when I’d bought her at a knock-down price from another trader who’d needed to change his identity and get out of system quickly...

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Caerus – A Universal Hangover

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“Sweet Mother of all Tucans!” yelled Furieux, gasping for air as he jolted awake and instantly smacked his pounding head in the darkness. He attempted to raised his hand to rub the pain away but discovered that wherever he was the space was restricted. It felt like a coffin. He closed his eyes and tried to recover his memories though the vision he had just experienced gripped him , refusing to unhook its vivid claws from his mind. His throat was dry. He wanted a drink. Any drink. Even water would do. He licked his lips and concentrated. He listened. The sound of a soft hiss and a slight repetitive tick interspersed with the odd digital bleep reached his ears. An escape pod. He had used one of these before. Why was he in one though? The Orca. Amir Raj and his small army of thugs. Thank the Mother for reactive armour. More memories came flooding back...

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For Family

For Family

Fangz had managed to get a few hours of sleep once he was thrown back into the resting room. He had spent some time thinking of what he was going to do, where he was going to go. The access card would hopefully get him where he needed to go but he had no idea how he would get to where he needed to go.

His plan was to get back to Talyn’s hangar. From there he knew where he was going to get back to his own hangar. All he needed to do was get there. Getting there however was the hard part. From everything he’d seen from his first and last attempt met with no visible way of leaving the area. However with this new access card there was going to be something that he’d missed. Some sort of hidden access hatch or control panel. Some way of getting out.

He opened his eyes and sat upright, he looked around the room listening for any sound of move...

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Caerus Election Results

Caerus Comms Partners today won the election after claiming an overall majority – and in doing so, retained each of the their orbital assets, Silves Terminal and Whymper City. Earlier today,  it was confirmed by Caerus Systems CEO, Colton Quincey, that Melinda Bayes resigned from her position as party PR agent after the group failed to win enough seats. This news was shortly followed by a press release made by CCP stating that they were overjoyed with the outcome, and that citizens clearly know what is best for the future of Caerus.

Lt General Ramirez who is acting as overseer of the Freedom Party of Caerus in Dex Nandez’ recent absence commented;

“While we are happy that any Federal operations by groups such as Caerus Systems are kept to a minimum, given the past history that CCP had with them, we cannot count on Caerus Comms as allies...

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JerichöX laid down the Naescorcom macrobinoculars on a small ice shelf next to him.  He had been on Jotun for three days, and watching a small scientific outpost for the last 14 hours.  JerichöX’s contact in Empire Special Ops had been partly correct.  Rumors of a secret scientific outpost in the badlands of Jotun were true.  Rumors that the outpost was developed by Sirius Corp. to perform gene splicing and DNA hybridization experiments were probably not true.The small outpost had been built directly beside a partially buried spacecraft.  It appeared the craft had crash landed in the frozen tundra of Jotun.  Since most of the ship was buried in ice, JerichöX could not be sure of the type.  From what he could see, it was not a ship class or make he recognized.  On rare occasions, he had seen scientists scurrying to and from the outpost into the downed spacecraft...
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