49.22 light years Djabara from Paresa where loyalists to Hadrian Duval are marshaling their forces. Too damned close.
I watched as the technicians replaced a cargo bay with the necessary SRV hangar for surface operations. Almost as an after thought I had them pull out another cargo bay for bulkhead reinforcement. Better to go heavy and prepared I thought.
Refitting the ‘Augur took longer than I expected and in those very short hours war erupted in Paresa. Whatever window I had was gone. Now I was going to have to dodge imperial patrols looking to catch fleeing stragglers. What worried me more that if this was a trap I’d be facing twitchy Imperial Security Forces and whatever surprise was waiting for me.
353 light-years later I was descending onto the dark side of Djabara 2’s 4th moon. The rocky surface pushed up at me as I dropped down closer to the planet, the Relentless Augur groaned unnaturally as I descended. The Python wasn’t ever intended for extensive operation in a gravity well. It handles better than some ships, sure but it’s no ballerina . I wasn’t far from my noted coordinates and within a few minutes I found the site in question.
A quick flyby of a mysterious structure showed me a number of docked ships and an excessive amount of defensive positions for anything I wanted to get mixed up in. My first guess said this was a pirate operation but some of the structures looked too robust for a fly-by-night smuggler’s den. No, this had secret government facility written all over it. I didn’t know what I would find here but I landed with the intent to find out.
Almost like it was laying there for me a fragment of message buoy lay on the ground. Waiting.
I pulled down what data I could and killed the lights. I wanted to keep as low a profile as possible. Not that it mattered. As soon as I approached what seemed to be a quiet vector, sentries lit up and started swarming my direction almost immediately.
I bugged out. This was beyond just me and I made a note to ask around before I came back. It was lucky I left when I did, my SRV shield buckled quickly and armor started flaking away as the sentries chased me beyond any typical patrol distance. Someone clearly wanted visitors kept at bay.
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