There In The Stars

[Alric Kuhn]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

Myra seemed to consider the question for a few moments, and then looked at Alric for a prompt.

His daughter still didn't speak, something that concerned him to no end truthfully, but he understood why she didn't do it. "Okay."

Alric clapped his hands together.

"Guessing game." They didn't have a piece of paper or datapad. "Do you want toooooo, go to the park?"

Myra shook her head. A small smile twitched on his lips. "Do youuuuuuuuu, want to go to the control center?"

Another shake of the head.

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Alric Kuhn"]

With that, Danger leant back against her chair. She picked up a stylus, playing with it between her hands. There was so much to consider.

"What about size restriction? " She inquired, wanting to know just how small or how large of a project this could very well expand to.

"A station this size is about where we believe the maximum size restriction may be." Aeri replied, but the cant in her head said there was more to it.

"We need to do more research and development to ensure stability and sustainability. It is a very expensive endeavor for green energy so far."

 

[Alric Kuhn]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

"Welllllllllllllllll." Alric booped Myra on the nose. "I think that really only leaves the arcade doesn't it?"

Myra gave a very happy and excited nod. The Tetan smiled slightly at his daughter, knowing exactly how excited she was about playing a few video games. Danger had denied that one particular luxury back at home, a decision that Alric had agreed with. Those things, when played too much, had a way of taking someones attention almost entirely.

Not good for focus. "Okay."

He told her with a smile.

"We'll go to the Arcade, but we don't tell mom, and before we go we take a picture in front of the window." That way Danger wouldn't suspect a thing.

It was the perfect plan.

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Alric Kuhn"]

"So far, we can only make reactors that can suitably fit a space station or a large ship. More testing and work around may be able to cut down on the size and materials to allow for starships and bases of operations. "

If they were able to utilize such technology to power a building, a city, or even an entire planet? That would work for providing Pharmatech and those sustainable farms the energy they need.

"Alright, then continue on. I'm sure the development team will overview the reactor in detail."

Aeri nodded.

"Okay, see you in a few."

 

[Alric Kuhn]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

"Alright honey." He told Myra as he took out the small camera that Danger had given him for his birthday. He fiddled with the settings.

He motioned towards the window.

"Go on." He told her."Got to make this look good so she doesn't ask any questions."

The little girl nodded and rushed over towards the viewport. This time she didn't send herself smacking against it, but instead turned about on her heel and waited for her father. Alric fiddled with the settings on the Camera for a moment and turned, shifting and rushing towards Myra.

He leaned down and poked her side. "Say cheeeeese!"

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Alric Kuhn"]

With the dishes fully loaded into the sonic washer and her conference call done, Danger was able to leave their small suite and head into the station proper.

It was rather amazing just how large it was. More than halfway through its construction and it was a behemoth. Not only was it on par to the Foundry as a space station, but it was a gateway towards a new sustainable way of life. This included PharmaTech installing a biodome for the growth of agriculture and green space.

Walking along the path brought the memory of past strolls through the Farm and at Elysium.

Think of Alric and Myra once more, Danger pulled out her comm and called her husband.

 

[Alric Kuhn]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

The vibrations of the camera phone knocked it over on the table just as the picture snapped, catching a blurry image of Alric and Myra smiling. He frowned slightly, scrambling towards the phone so that he could actually answer the call. "Hang on honey."

He told his daughter, Myra huffing slightly and crossing her arms.

Alric scooped up the phone, closing the phone app and seeing Danger's portrait pop up on the screen. He frowned for half a second, worry dotting him instantly. She didn't usually interrupt her business meetings just to call, especially when they'd only left one another a short while ago. [Hey, beautiful]

The Tetan said, Myra hearing the words and immediately rushing over.

His daughter knew well enough that her father only called one woman beautiful.

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Alric Kuhn"]

[ Hey stranger. ] Danger's coo would float through the comm with her typical drawl.

[ I finished my meeting with Aeri but still have to review a few things with Research and Development. ] she explained, the woman walking through the long corridor over towards the center of the station. The entire construct was set across in various modules for safety and security incase of fire or attack. They were stand alone regarding life support and contained thrusters and repulsers to allow that section of the module to remain in place if needed.

[ How are my two favorite Troublemakers doing? ] this particular research and development housed Mara Tibx, PharmaTech, Vanir Technologies, and all respective subsidiaries that allowed the ongoing construction of this space station. Her object was the Mara Tibx department that dealt with the reactor and the Dark Energy Quintessence itself.

 

[Alric Kuhn]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

Her meetings had gone faster than he had first anticipated. They hadn't even made if out of the hangar bays.[We're good.]

He glanced towards Myra to see if the assessment was correct, his daughter giving him a short nod.

[We're still at the Hangars] He told Danger.

[We were about to send you a picture.] Myra began to slowly wander around the area of the viewing gallery, Alric staying in place but making sure to watch her like a hawk so she didn't fall over or do anything else bad. [You messed it up when you called]

His voice was light of course, teasing.

 

[Pella Vun]

[member="Danger Arceneau"] [member="Alric Kuhn"]

Today had been a good day for Pella. A few tip offs from the right sources had made all the difference. First of all she had managed to find out some pilots were moving from the GADF for 'classified projects' and were being formally discharged. A few calls and she's snagged a group of them on an offer.

As a cover they could go on the Incom payroll as test pilots. Then during their downtime she would get part of their training time for test flights and for being spokespersons for the company.

There were a lot of companies and organisations she dealt with that would be rather happy to have the previous Rogue One attending their conferences and dinner parties. An excellent mutual arrangement.

The problem was where to house facilities for research, development and test. Being ground side meant additional expenses in escaping gravity. Each flight required four times to fuel and that wasn't cheap. They currently had an outpost on a small moon but the problem then became paying people to live on a desolate rock. That was also expensive.

Which is where he second tip off came in.

"Get the message to their people before they start selling off space," she told one of her aides. "If we're quick we might be able to influence the final layout of a section to meet our needs rather than paying for the rework outselves."

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Pella Vun"] [member="Alric Kuhn"]

Meanwhile, the Pebbledrone R4-D9 found himself quickly rolling away from his master. He was a fleeing blur in the wind and the fog of battle, doing his best to try and stay out of sight. He had to get to the Alliance so he could relay that Rogue Seven was still alive!

[ Oh is that so? ] Danger replied with an amused twist of her lips. She clucked her tongue, as if in a show of mock admonishment.

[Well that is no good at all. I demand a holo picture be taken right now.] she told him, her smile widening. The soft, click, click, click of her heels made a steady tattoo as she entered the massive atrium.

[ Show me Myra's favorite ship. ]

---

Elsewhere, a call would be directed to [member="Aeri Vyn"]. The Zeltron was in charge of overseeing the sale and contracts of all viable space for both residential and commercial opportunities within the station.

The call from Incom was not a surprise; the surprise was that it came with the information that the manufacturer was changing hands. A meeting was set up to meet with the new CEO and see what sort of business they could attend to along with an invitation for them to show at the station itself.

 

[Alric Kuhn]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

[I'll try] Alric told his wife.

He quickly went wandering after Myra, following the girl and directing her attention back towards the window.

The little girl frowned for a moment. [Mommy wants her picture]

Alric told his daughter who seemed to give him a skeptical look. Alric raised an eyebrow for a moment, shifting slightly as he wondered just what his daughter wanted. It would have been easier if she spoke of course, but...well no luck on that front.

[I think she wants to talk to you] Myra gave a nod.

The little girl wouldn't speak of course, but she could at least listen to Danger's words. The Tetan offered the communicator to his daughter who quickly scooped it up.

 

[Pella Vun]

[member="Aeri Vyn"]

The nautolan found herself walking through a construction zone wearing a hard hat that was distinctly uncomfortable on her tentacles. She wasn't entirely certain why this was necessary, but all the time to get to talk to the Zeltron was time she could try and get ahead of the competition on some prime estate.

It seemed, however, that they had as much an interest in changing personnel at Incom as they did in the current deal. It didn't surprise her. Business connections were based on networking and relationships. Finding out if the company was taking a new direction might give ATC new opportunities to chase.

"We were thinking that because this section hadn't finished yet, they could perhaps be a few alterations to accommodate storage and construction on a set of prototype vessels?"

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Pella Vun"] [member="Alric Kuhn"]

[ Hey sweetie, I hope you are enjoying your outing. ] Danger's voice sang through the communicator at the little girl. Immediately the youngling's face brightened and she gave a nod. Of course, Danger wouldn't be able to see it, but the slight sounds along with the giggle suggested that Myra was having fun.

[ I might be able to come see you two a little earlier. But how about you take a picture with your pa so I can see which one is your favorite ship! ] Now that Danger had asked properly, the youngling was rather excited to do so. Her big grey eyes turned to Alric and she tugged at his shirt with her free hand as if to say, we have to take a picture!

---

Aeri Vyn was amused by the Nautolan's confusion and the edge of impatience she read off of her. The empath had the ability to glean just what state Vun was in. She could also appeal to her through her Zeltron charms if she so liked, making herself a bit more amiable to the woman.

However, there was no need to. Business was business and if there was anything Aeri was good at, was sealing the deal.

"Of course. What sort of alterations would you require?" she inquired, pulling out a datapad to take notes.

 

[Alric Kuhn]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

Alric motioned for Myra to head towards the viewport. [Can't take the picture and stay on the comm]

He might have actually been able to...but this device was a little bit beyond his technological capabilities.

[I'll send it to you as soon as we take it] Of course getting the ship in the shot would be a little bit difficult, he would have to take one of those selfies that Rose and Lily were so fond of. He and Danger had plenty of those from when the girls would babysit Myra for them. [Love you, bye beautiful]

He waited for Danger to respond and then hung up the call.

[Alright honey, lets try this] Alric said as he wandered over to Myra and began to fiddle with the camera.

 

[Pella Vun]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

Well that was simple and to the point. If they weren't interested then they wouldn't be having this part of the conversation. Clearly the zeltron was keen to have an agreement mapped out for approval. Pella had been starting to suspect she was being humoured by the tour and was going to finish the day on 'and when we're advertising space please get back in touch'.

"We're going to need a dedicated power run for a simulator suite. It'll need to be able to take the weight of a number of full cockpit simulators as well as an AG module and dampening field for each," she explained. They were expensive things, but test pilots insisted on getting a full 'feel' for a craft even in simulated conditions. They were the kind to dial down inertial dampeners and really connect with a craft. She could appreciate that she supposed.

"We like open plan flight decks and production space so we'll need two of the largest class hangars you had in your design merged if possible."

Pella also knew that a good deal was one where both parties went away happy. They had estate to move after all. "We could likely commit to hiring out more than we initially discussed. And we would certainly look to hire some personnel locally, in case that's of interest to any PR work."

Whenever a government allowed a corporation to put a large construction site in place they liked to talk about how many jobs it was going to create.

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Pella Vun"] [member="Alric Kuhn"]

[ Love you too. ] Danger replied, shutting off the comm. Her brisk walk brought her over to one of the lifts. There were several Arceneau Trade Company employees going back and forth. Several of them were stationed permenatly, finding residence within the company apartments furnished for them. They were just a small portion of the whole. Several employees across the station would also become residences here. Both Vanir and Arceneau Trade would develop the space station to be a self sustaining entity in deep space.

"Mrs. Arceneau, good morning." One of her employees would welcome her, giving a slight incline of his head.

"Good morning." A sudden rush made the man shoot forward to press the button to open the lift door.

"Thank you." Danger replied, her smile warming. A quick step into the turbolift, and the doors slid shut behind her. A large part of the station had Solarium Glasteel as well as other unique touches. This particular turbolift was made entirely of Solairum glasteel, allowing a stunning view of the station and the main business center as it acended.

"Well aren't you looking mighty pretty, my girl." She murmured, complimenting the ongoing construction of the station.

---

Aeri quickly typed out onto her datapad. Dedicated power. Open flight decks. Combined hanger space. That was easy enough during these early stages when the Station was in the midst of being constructed. It allowed for customized tweaks and additions that normally would be far more costly to implement after the fact.

At the word that they would be willing to hire locals, Aeri appeared pleased. "That would be encouraged and welcomed." the Zeltron stated, adding more information to her datapad.

"The requested additions won't be difficult to implement. Would you like residential space for your current employees? A larger Headquarters suite?" Really, whatever they wanted odds are Aeri might be able to furnish. The dedicated power through the Quintenence reactor would provide more than enough energy for the entire station. That didn't also include the other viable methods of energy collection they would also use.

 

[Alric Kuhn]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

After a little bit of fiddling Alric finally managed to snap a picture, or rather it was a series of three pictures.

In truth he still didn't entirely grasp how the damn camera worked. Twenty years ago he'd had enough trouble with technology. Oh he would operate a datapad just fine, type a thousand words with no issue, but ask him to throw around with a camera or some new feature in a communicator? Yeah that wasn't about to happen without some explicit instructions. Maybe it was his old age getting to him, mind not working so well anymore, or maybe it was just...whatever.

He frowned then shook his head."Which one do we send to Mommy?"

Alric asked as he swiped between the three pictures, Myra putting on a face of consideration.

Eventually she picked the last of the three pictures, mostly because it was the most clear and least blurry. Alric nodded, then quickly held down his thumb on the picture and swiped it towards the send icon on the bottom of the screen. A few seconds later the photo would ship to Danger.

"There." He told Myra. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"

The little girl shook her head.

 

[Pella Vun]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

"Yes we'll need accommodation. We'll need to understand what kind of offerings you have. Typically when we rehouse employees we pick up the tab but have set levels on comfort that we do a salary sacrifice scheme for."

Pella turned her head from side to side as she considered something. Assuming hot-desking, leave and other matters to pull out a number.

"We're probably looking at office space for five hundred seats. Given we're talking top military research prototypes we're going to have to talk security."

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Pella Vun"] [member="Alric Kuhn"]

Danger's datapad gave a small beep a half a minute later. The turbo lifts door slid open in a half circle to the right, illuminating the woman's visage. Danger's hand rose, bringing the display screen close. Her lips grew wide in a genuine smile at the image that bloomed across the small screen.

"Now there's a sight to see." suddenly the meeting wasn't so terrible anymore. There was a lightness in her step. Once she was done discussing with Research and Development over the Quintessence Dark Energy Reactor, then she would be able to join those two for a picnic.

"Mrs. Arceneau." A nasal voice summoned her. It was Bak Da, the Sluissi Department Head in charge of the Quintessence Project.

" Director Da." Danger replied, greeting him warmly.

"Please, come this way. The team is anxious to meet you." He slithered up beside her, his coat fluttering with every movement of his tail.

"Of course. I've heard from Aeri you have managed quite a feat."

"And we've only just begun." he concurred, leading her towards the massive turadium sphere that held the reactor itself.

---

"That can be easily managed. We offer three different packages in terms of accommodations and convenience packages." Aeri used a swish flick of her finger to send the electronic package over to Pella. Standard, Comfort, and Luxurious options based on what Incom would require.

"All of our accommodations come with discount services for employees and member benefits." she replied. "We like to encourage a community so to speak with all the businesses that may call this their home."

Now for security.

"We have standard security packages as well as advanced. Depending on if you want to utilize outside security or internal, we offer socket guarded power grids and dedicated servers. As for the station itself, it is protected by a deflector shield. "

Aeri brought up those details as well.

"But all businesses have the option of having additional space for their own personal security force. A small fleet typically remains near the space station for defensive purposes."