Stars tell the tales of life, death, creation, destruction, and all things. None have ever tasted the harsh realm that they lurk in. The unforgiving cold of outer space. None have ever dreamed to see the world as gods do. Why should they? The Grimm...
Winter- Alright, I've updated your clearance level. You'll have open access to the launcher segments and drone control chambers.
Cole- Thank you.
The larger and well reinforced doors slowly slide open, and two armed Atlesian guards walk out and check the hall, before letting you both enter. The doors close behind you.
Guard1- Segment secure. You're free to roam, Ma'am.
Winter merely nods and leads you through much darker walled halls. Guards are posted in every corridor, you mentally note.
Tight security. The launcher really is classified to all but the important.
She stops at a window and smirks.
Winter- There it is, Rose. That is the launcher.
You look out the window and feel your jaw drop in awe of the enormous machine outside, hanging onto the station. The expeditionary drone is held inside the machine using a set of cables and hydraulic claws.
-- (Author Note) -- I had envisioned the launcher consisting of a set of rings lined up, connected via basic framework and cabling. And this was the best I could find for art concept of it. Just disregard the platform, and voila!
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Cole- It's incredible.
Winter- Technically, it's yours to play with and adjust. Along with the drone. If you need to do any changes to its programming and environmental scanners, you'll be taken out there with a small team of guards and engineers.
Cole- Awesome.
Winter- The control room is just through there. And, I took the liberty of getting you your own personal room in this segment.
Cole- So I won't be going back to the others?
Winter- Your purpose lies here. This drone and your research are what need to be focused on.
Cole- Got it.
Winter- I'll be seeing you around, Cole.
You put your hand out to shake.
Cole- Thank you, Winter. I-I mean, Ma'am.
She shakes it, and smiles.
Winter- Best of luck, Cole. I have faith in your intelligence.
You watch as she walks down the nearly entirely silent corridor and turns the corner. You sigh and look at the lone guard. They return the look.
