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Collisions

The Bilbringi Shipyards: Bilbringi I​

A freighter blipped into existence, exiting hyperspace. Before the ship lay the Bilbringi system. Asteroids, some the size of small planets and moons, hurled themselves about. Clear channels for ship traffic were lighted by buoys that sent tracking information as well as practical lighting. And there was plenty of traffic. Despite not having a traditional planet or moon as the center of the system, the notoriety of Bilbringi's shipyards have made them a hub of activity as production has soared over the decades. The system may have been a secret a long time in the past, but that was no longer the case. The yards themselves, once isolated to a few of the larger asteroids and a handful of orbitals, were spread throughout the system; gleaming metal structures that bounced sunlight throughout the maze of floating rock.

Filing neatly into line with the other vessels funneling down the channel, the freighter followed the buoys through the system until finally reaching Bilbringi I. The asteroid was the largest of all, easily the size of a moon or small planet. Steel dotted and streaked the surface but there was no external atmosphere. Instead, a large cavity in one side of the rockface both took in and spat out the orderly line of ships. As the freighter drew into Bilbringi I, the hollowed out asteroid opened up into an entire city. Spread all across the surface of the cavern were buildings and production facilities of all types, even skyscrapers without sky. There were places to set down all over and the once orderly traffic fragmented into a chaotic mess. And yet, somehow, that mess still seemed organized.

"Sposia Dreams. This is flight control. You're set to land on pad 67-338-G. Sending flight pattern now."

The navicomputer received a set of coordinates and the freighter's autopilot slipped cleanly through the mess. The freighter gradually oriented itself to what would become an upright position over the flight from the entry point into the asteroid to the landing zone until the ship landed softly on the pad. A few moments later, a Chiss woman stepped off the vessel. She looked up at the cityscape all around her.

"Sabosen Tir Inrokini." A human man spoke her name in a broken dialect that insinuated he had worked with Chiss before but had never practiced the language. He approached from an adjacent platform, a high-rise behind him. The high-rise seemed to be the central point of a series of platforms and buildings. The pad they were on was the only one directly attached to the highest level, and was large enough for several ships to land.

"Sentiri is fine." Once upon a time, Sentiri might have bristled at the man for his poor or ignorant attempt at her full name. But these days she accepted that everyone in the galaxy had a way, just as she had hers. The Chiss woman no longer concerned herself with such petty things.

The man nodded cordially. He wore a three-piece business suit, a nametag on his right lapel seemed redundant as he introduced himself. "Sentiri it is then. I am Haruski, Principal Aide to the Chairman. We are waiting for one other, and then he shall brief you directly."

 
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