Frontier Daze #21

from: Wairua o Matariki <wairua.o.matariki@labs.duvolle.net>
to: Tasman Sea <tasman.sea@rodenshipyards.net>

date: Mar 13, 125, 11:23 AM
subject: re: Cat food, Bums, and Business
mailed-by: evemail.net

Tas,

We happened to be tramping within pickup distance of wireless service from some punter's planetary command center, so my phone blew up with notifications and fleet pings once it got a signal. Glad to hear everything's good as gold back in Synditude, I'm sure Lumi's going to be relieved that Derelik is fine. We'll be out here a few more weeks, mate, so FYI and all. Thanks for taking care of the ops while we're out!

Bums will be bums, so who knows what game those ratbags are playing, but Hooligans showing up to fight us on someone else's timer isn't a huge shocker. Local politics aside, I'm relieved as that the structures are safe. I'm trying to not keep up with the wider news about the latest war noises, as we might turn some profit with some choice sales. Just keep the Self-Harmonizing Power Cores flowing to our cap producers, at they will need hundreds of them for just one super.

Basic Industry Facilities on Shenela V

We've passed a couple planetary commodity facilities while out here, a command center here, a string of basic material processing structures there. It seems like nothing when you're managing them from orbit, or sipping coffee in the station a few jumps out, but seeing the facilities up close, on terra firma, is something else. The scale is breathtaking, as are all the people and machines needed to make it all happen. 

My uncle, Kartsev, insisted on meeting the plant foreman at one place we tramped by. We may be on holiday, but his brain is always going.

We'll drop you a line when we start wrapping up the tiki-tour, and plot next steps. The world sure as started spitting the dummy just as we went tramping. Go figure.

Cheers,

Wai