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Atton's ship drops out of orbit around Transimir, a massive, dust-orange and white ball that doesn't look like it would support life.

Floating around it, there's a rather large space station, all dull greys and blacks, with several beeping lights.

"Okay," Atton says, wheeling around the pilot's chair to peer at Will and Guppy. "I have a contact on the Transimir Station. Once we talk to him, we can do stuff. Cantinas. Museums. Stuff. I mean, not museums, they're dull, but cantinas."

Date: 2009-02-22 01:30 am (UTC)
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The escape pod, meanwhile, floats sedately onwards towards the vast docking bay of the Transimir Station.

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