NiceNecromancer
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Above Pacificana Resort
Trumpet Lily Fleet
6th Mercantile Ship View Room.
Starlight pours in through transparent material windows. Floating debris crossing the path of the light casting shadows into the room. The local star's harsh UV Rays tamed by auto tinting and low-e coatings on the inside. Standing in observation of the universal beauty is a Long Necked, Pale, Snake Form Daquin in a white lab coat and jean's taking lengthy pulls from a pen blowing small puffs. No puff takes a specific shape.
A perfect silence is interrupted by a loud alarm from the personal device of the reptile hailing her to return to work. A long sigh in an effort to regain an old composure.
"Let's go see what the left over orders look like." They moved to the door with reluctance. Exiting they leave the benches of the Observation Deck lonely.
Down a long utilitarian hall they march. This ship is one of the Mercantile Fleets the Daquin parades around. Its name is Dì Liù Bàn and it is docked with a large Rotary Station and 5 nearly identical ships above an Ocean Moon resort. It was like one large mobile shopping mall with thousands of Corporate retailers, tourist trap mom and pop spots, luxury stories, and a disgusting number of scams. It was closing day and the Dì Liù Bàn was preparing to leave orbit with its small armed escort and tug ship. Much like any good or service available for pick up ordering Chongwu would be left behind near departure as some people never make their Adoption Appointments. Or in a cruel but common situation they return the product. They leftovers are combed through. Usually found useful and added to the staff after some quick schooling. Sometimes recycled.
The Snake Form stood before the door. On the other side 15 Chongwu waited to be judged. Something that has been traditionally done in a face to face form in this fleet so as to show respect to a people whom so rarely experience it.
Trumpet Lily Fleet
6th Mercantile Ship View Room.
Starlight pours in through transparent material windows. Floating debris crossing the path of the light casting shadows into the room. The local star's harsh UV Rays tamed by auto tinting and low-e coatings on the inside. Standing in observation of the universal beauty is a Long Necked, Pale, Snake Form Daquin in a white lab coat and jean's taking lengthy pulls from a pen blowing small puffs. No puff takes a specific shape.
A perfect silence is interrupted by a loud alarm from the personal device of the reptile hailing her to return to work. A long sigh in an effort to regain an old composure.
"Let's go see what the left over orders look like." They moved to the door with reluctance. Exiting they leave the benches of the Observation Deck lonely.
Down a long utilitarian hall they march. This ship is one of the Mercantile Fleets the Daquin parades around. Its name is Dì Liù Bàn and it is docked with a large Rotary Station and 5 nearly identical ships above an Ocean Moon resort. It was like one large mobile shopping mall with thousands of Corporate retailers, tourist trap mom and pop spots, luxury stories, and a disgusting number of scams. It was closing day and the Dì Liù Bàn was preparing to leave orbit with its small armed escort and tug ship. Much like any good or service available for pick up ordering Chongwu would be left behind near departure as some people never make their Adoption Appointments. Or in a cruel but common situation they return the product. They leftovers are combed through. Usually found useful and added to the staff after some quick schooling. Sometimes recycled.
The Snake Form stood before the door. On the other side 15 Chongwu waited to be judged. Something that has been traditionally done in a face to face form in this fleet so as to show respect to a people whom so rarely experience it.