Gliese 900.1 – Power Games

“Everything is going according to plan, Senator.”

Marquis Axius Lucretius sat alone at a terminal in the communications room aboard the INV Hengist Duval. The huge Majestic class Interdictor was currently based outside Paez Terminal in the Gliese 900.1 system. Lucretius had requested the sole on-duty comms officer to go down to engineering on the pretext of investigating some lost transmission data. The young officer, new among the crew, was only too happy to assist a member of the Imperium who held such high rank and she immediately hurried off on this fools errand, leaving Lucretius to his own devices. He had then quickly set up a connection to Emperor’s Grace’s main HQ on the surface of HR 706 IV.

“Excellent.” came the reply. “We have been following the progress of the mercs that you employed, and we have been pleased with the outcome thus far. Their performance has appeared to have deteriorated over the last few days, however. I trust there has no been no…transgressions on your part?”

Lucretius brushed the accusation aside. He leaned over the comms panel, the blue light illuminating his sharp angular face and piercing, grey eyes. “No, Senator...

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Gliese 900.1 – No Bonds, No Ties, No Attachments

Hangar 35, Lewitt Port, Gliese 900.1 System

Furieux swore loudly inside the roomy cargo bay of the Viridian Embrace. He had taken the Lakon Type-7 out  on loan only a week ago from a dealer on Schuster Hub in the Wuru system and was beginning to think it had been a bad idea. On two separate occasions he had scraped the rear of the ship when attempting to dock, not being comfortable in piloting such a large vessel. The second incident had seen some internal damage done to the ships air recycler. While only minor repairs were required, access to the life support panel was difficult to reach. Air quality within the ship was poor however,  leading to the pilot experiencing dizzy spells while in flight. After informing Commander Walford of his plan to take a break from their trading and run through some diagnostics in the hangar, the fellow Dragon joked that of all people, Furieux should be used to feeling a bit squiffy, given his taste for strong drink. In truth, while he welcomed the banter between his comrades in the 8th Dragon Squadron, Furieux was glad for the alone time...

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Gliese 900.1 – To Slay A Dragon

Amabassador Russe Jenker and Chairman Agner Muxx of the sat facing each other in the main office of the Gliese 900.1 Liberals. The situation in Gliese 900.1 had become desperate. The Liberals had witnessed public approval for their company sink massively over the last few days. The party was floundering against the might of the present Imperial factions that had gained a major foothold within the system, in particular Emperor’s Grace, the rising stars of the local political stage. With the assistance of a mercenary group known as the 8th Dragon Squadron, the Emperor’s Grace had reached immense popularity among the citizens of Gliese, much to the detriment of the independents who had reigned in the system for decades.  Agner Muxx, leader of the Gliese 900.1 Liberals, had tasked Amabassador Jenker with the job of finding out as much as he could about these 8th Dragons in a bid to find a solution to the current circumstances.

Jenker had placed agents in various locations where Dragons were known to be operating, with a focus on Lewitt Port, Emperor’s Grace’s only trading post...

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Gliese 900.1 – Reinvigoration

At 1700 local time, the Star & Garter on Lewitt Port was quiet. Bernie, the bartender, was busy restocking the coolers in preparation for the later arrival of pilots belonging to the 8th Dragon Squadron who appeared to have quite an insatiable thirst for all things alcoholic. Bernie’s supplies of Centauri Mega Gin had also become quite low, a favourite among a few select members of said group with a penchant for something a little stronger than the more commonly ordered Gerasian Geuze Beer.

The bartender had served only a few people today and the majority of seats within the establishment were empty. A couple of local traders sat chatting quietly among themselves at the bar nursing their drinks, while in the corner, the best seats in the house, sat five of the 8th Dragon Squadron pilots.

“So. Things are not going well for us right now, are they? said CMDR Walford, shuffling a deck of cards absent mindedly in his hands. “Have you seen today’s public approval ratings, guys?”

“Yes.” said CMDR Starwarker. “Emperor’s Grace are losing ground quickly. After such a magnificent start, this doesnt paint a pretty picture for the 8th in Imperial eyes...

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Gliese 900.1 – The Meeting

Gleise 900.1 Liberals  General Headquarters – Leckie Gateway – Gliese 900.1.

Liberal ambassador Russe Jenker sat alone in the sparse but functional office of Agner Muxx, Chairman of the Gliese 900.1 Liberal group. He fidgeted anxiously in his seat as he awaited the arrival of his superior. The meeting was scheduled for 0830 local time and after arriving a few minutes early, he had been directed to the room by Muxx’s secretary, who offered him a seat and a mug of Azebanian coffee, which, in his nervousness, he had declined. Jenker had been employed as official envoy to the Liberal party for over a decade and had seen many instances of political upheaval during his time. Nothing, however, came close to the events that now ensued in Gliese 900.1 since the arrival of the Imperials. Despite their best efforts in keeping the Empire at bay, four new Imperial factions had arrived in the system over the last three years, the most prominent being the new owners of Lewitt Port, Emperor’s Grace. A recent rise in piracy and illegal activity, poor productivity and mass unemployment throughout the sector had shaken the Liberal party at a foundational level...

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