Amal walked deeper into the clinic, led by the nurse receptionist. She noted how the clinic itself was close to immaculate, and how the smell of disinfectant permeated the air. Unlike most others, she was comforted by that smell.
As they walked down the hallways, she noted the few rooms where a number of bed-ridden patients were recovering. Most seemed content, or at least, opposite of miserable.
A few other nurses walked between these rooms and patients, and tended to them carefully.
Amal realized that the settlement’s clinic was incredibly well-staffed, and probably had the best operational budget in the settlement itself. Everything was nearly spotless.
The nurse in front of her knocked on a door when they reached near the end of their hallway, though the door i
While researching hemophilia, I learned that people could ultimately develop the disorder late in life. Isn’t that crazy? Like one day you're all fine and dandy, suddenly the next day - boom. Can’t stop bleeding.
A little over a dozen rowdy (and thoroughly inebriated) bar patrons cheered at a couple of people seated at a small table in the middle of the whole bar. Of the two people seated opposite each other, the first was a big hunk of a man with an imposing barrel chest, and whose biceps were larger than his opponent’s head.The other was Eva. Though she had a bit of a sly grin, she yawned a bit and taunted her opponent“Is that all you’ve got, big guy?” she asked. “I’m starting to get real sleepy over here.”Both their hands were locked, and their elbows were solidly on the table in front of them. And on each side of the table were small piles of coins and paper currency. The rules of their arm wrestling match was simply whoever made their opponent’s knuckles touch the
Planet HDV-502, Daltirri System, Federal Colonial TerritoriesSnow whipped sideways at the large town set on the side of a mountain, all while a giant blizzard consumed the entire mountain range itself. Not that the town was bereft of activity - despite the weather, many were still outside working as though everything was normal.Perhaps all this was normal for them.Some loaded up hoppers with cargo, others tended to their storefronts, others still were clearing the streets of snow. All of those who were outside were wrapped up in thick thermal jackets, many with furry collars to keep their necks warm.Along the bottom of the village were a dozen or so landing pads, some of which were occupied by one or two corvettes, or with a handful of single-seater spacecraft. All of them had a thick lay
Orbital Station Kappa-056, Planet Firrex, Tenlaub System, Federal Colonial TerritoriesHeavy cannonfire slammed into the orbital station high above the colonial planet’s capital city. Surrounding it was a quintet of Hegemony cruisers, each one circling the station as though they were vultures waiting for their prey to die.Their sleek lines were accentuated by the thick armor and huge guns that peeked out all along their sides.Up on the bridge of the lead cruiser, a Hegemony Rear Admiral watched as the battle unfolded on the screens in front of her. Her face was etched with a stern, stoic expression.“Concentrate all cannons on the station’s main power junctions!” she barked. “All cruisers, fire on my mark!”
The civilian fleet raced its way through the massive battlespace all around them. Most of them wove between ships and evaded as much fire as they could. The larger ones simply plowed their way through it all.“Where do you think you’re going, Fed scum?” taunted a Hegemony fighter pilot.A wing of fighters circled a civilian corvette - one of the many in the civilian fleet - and peppered it with simultaneous bursts of chaingun fire. They tore through its paper-thin armor with ease, and ripped through to its power plant.It quickly erupted into a red ball of plasma and tore the whole ship into pieces.Everyone heard their screams on comms for a brief moment before they were silenced forever.Amal sat in
Many of the civilian ships were able to escape the huge skirmish between the Hegemony and the Federation safely enough. Most of them were lucky enough to get away with scraped armor and a few punctures.Some made it, but had taken significant amounts of damage. Parts of their hull had been torn open, and some of their crew were lost.The cargo tanker took on the most amount of damage, and her hull was scarred with all kinds of damage. Blast marks, laser scoring, bullet dents. No doubt her repair bill was through the roof.But they were, for the most part, alive.Most of the ships headed off to the different parts of the planet, though at least half directed themselves towards the planet’s capital city. The city itself was highly contested, and both the Federation a
Eva and Claire walked towards town hall, which was located at the exact center of the settlement. Almost all of the settlements they had come to were laid out similarly. In some cases, they were the exact same.For the most part, the town hall was in the center simply because that’s what every settlement had built first. Everything else was assembled around it, no doubt based on standardized layouts that their building printers came pre-programmed with.Almost all town halls themselves were the exact same design, and so the Ravens learned to spot them on sight.Eva supposed it was the best performing design. Or at the very least, the default blueprint that was good enough so no-one bothered to modify it.The sounds of shouting and arguing grew louder and louder the
It was hours later when Firrex’s sun broke dawn, and slivers of golden light spilled across the settlement.But the work had already long since started. Throngs of people gathered around the Spirit of Amelia, whose belly was lowered and all her cargo was exposed. A handful of settlers wearing load-lifting exosuits pulled down crates of food and set them into piles off to the side.Meanwhile, Miko’s imposing chaingun drones patrolled all around and kept the peace by their presence alone.Miko and Amal were off closer to the ramp, and were talking with the settlement’s primary doctor. All three seemed to be in good spirits.“Thanks for your help Azrael,” said the doctor. “Without you and your meds, this settlement would still
Large flakes of snow drifted lazily down onto the quiet mountain settlement on HDV-502. A thin layer of it gathered up everywhere, but melted quickly along the heated roads and rooftops. Their warmth ensured none gathered too quickly, at least to a certain degree.Any further than a simple flurry, and the cold would have overwhelmed the settlement’s surface heating systems.All other places though, in corners and alleyways and secluded zones, snow and ice from previous cycles piled up nearly a meter high. These areas never enjoyed such leisures. Almost all colonies couldn’t enjoy unlimited energy like the Sol system - only the richest solar systems in Federation space were able to employ Dyson Spheres to get power.Small settlements such as this one had to rely on traditional fusion generators for power,