Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
RAXUS PRIME, YADDA YADDA YADDA

Circe and her transport had landed at the base of an enormous junk pile, yadda yadda yadda, people determined this was the most likely spot, yadda yadda yadda, eh...

So the junk removal began. Larger intact ships were repulsor-lifted into the upper atmosphere, where they were hauled away to Paradise in order to be refitted and repaired. Starfighters and starship parts were loaded into cargo containers that would also be taken there, used to repair the various starships and whatnot. Any scrap that couldn't be used to repair a starship was immediately loaded into another set of cargo containers, soon to be sent to the orbiting Lwhekk Alpha-class factory ships purchased from the Fringe. The excavation was focused on this particular mound of scrap for a reason, though.

"Ma'am, we've found something!"

Circe was eager to determine what exactly had been excavated, and speedily ran towards the excavation site. Taking a lift up to the top of the scrapheap, she gazed her view over the pinnacle of the mount. What was there greatly raised her eyebrow.

There was a spire. Well, it was more like the very top of a spire or tower. Regardless, it clearly belonged to something much larger that was still mostly buried underneath the rubble. Based on its construction, the chances of it being a starship were excruciatingly low. Maneuvering to the top of the pile, she stepped onto the roof of the unknown building, eager to get to work.

"I doubt we'll be able to excavate this building without weeks of work... but I'm eager to see what we'll find. Get a hole in the roof so we can rappel down and see what's inside.

@[member="Chupa La'Roi"]
 

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