Thread: An Eclipse of Corruption (Vuxayl x Cricket)

Greetings! You have reached bulkhead 13 of the Aurigas-Bridge Station. Before you proceed, you must acknowledge that you agree with ISC space transfer regulations, as well as any req... Xayun sighed from boredom, leaning on the wall-mounted communications panel as a cheerful robotic voice informed him of a fairly comprehensive list of pre-recorded regulations, all of which he had ended up memorizing anyway. An eventual silence brought his attention back to the panel, a signal that the automated welcome system had finally shut up and was waiting for his confirmation, name and ID. Yes. Xayun Ush-Ocredoia-Ush he said in a gravelly, warped voice he then took a card from his on-board space suit and quickly waved it in front of the ID scanner. Please list any accompanying non-protocol cargo. the voice said, announcing the next step of the procedure. Xayun turned his head around and peered behind himself unfortunately, he did bring non-protocol cargo three cases of smuggled plasma rifles, one large spool of ammunition, one large stack of papers to sign, and a pen. All carefully arranged in a dolly behind him and tied together with insulating tape. He turned around to face the panel again, and sighed. Uhm... Confiscated Weapons, Ammo. And paperwork. he said not so enthusiastically. The presence of dangerous materials on a boarding procedure would mean he had to wait and be welcomed by a special commitee. And sooner or later he was going to have to sign that paperwork. Tired as he was, he sat down in the metal grid that comprised the floor of the bulkhead, leaning to one side until he found a wall protrusion to rest his helmet on. It had a flat, seashell-like appearance in order to cover both his humanoid face and his bony crest, a male feature of his species. They had evolved to a level of sentience and technology at least as great as that of humans, which had spread and proliferated well beyond their home system. However, as compared of humans, they had evolved much faster so fast in fact that nature never managed to catch up. Even while sitting, his tall and primal skeleton was apparent, having strong, longer limbs capable of quadrupedal running. His hands and feet still possessed strong claws to grasp and tear down flesh with, and a hardened muscular system that evolved to endure life outside of civilization. Xayun was starting to fall asleep when the bulkhead suddenly lighted up in swirling red colors and screeching noises, startling him from torpor. The decompression sequence gave him barely any time to stand up before the bulkhead doors opened, and there they were two armed security guards and a station representative, all human. Welcome back to Aurigas-Bridge. This should be the rest of the small cargo, we'll take it from here. One of the guards entered to take the dolly deeper inside the station the other one soon followed. The representative offered a cordial handshake that Xayun accepted after taking his helmet off, before going off to attend other necessary duties. The alien's bare face and half-circular crest was of a chalky, bone-white complexion, fine lines and features contrasting with the rest of his body. Two large bright-purple eyes contemplated their surrounds, with two other eyes behind these, much smaller in size. After finally entering the station, Xayun headed down to the mess deck to rest and grab something to eat, to distract himself from the completed mission. It was only a few hours until his PDA started calling for attention, and announcing another crew reunion in the mission control deck - a telltale sign of a briefing, and a new mission. They hadn't seen much local activity lately - only the occasional smugglers that tried to get through the nearby hyper-portals with counterfeit goods, and one or two hijacking attempts - so two missions so close together was unusual. The Aurigas-Bridge Station was a something of a relic from recent wars in this sector while it is still a military base, these days its expenditures are hardly justifiable. Even rumors of partial decommission were starting to gain traction. Xayun mulled over these thoughts until his elevator finally arrived soon after he was heading to the briefing room.