From Silas Moone in Space:
Readers, with Astropol retreating to other parts of the Imperium and the looming celebration of the coronation of Carthage Station, your humble reporter is on party patrol.
Carthage Station, for some time the unofficial launch point of the 13th Legion, officially opened and along with the formal ceremony with dress uniforms (yawn) there was a party, and that’s something not to miss. As one 13th soldier told me as dropped a Tssk onto his hand – a Tssk is a kind of double tailed scorpion, the size of a little finger and with an exoskeleton that can change with it’s environment – there “ain’t no party like a 13th party because,” he paused for the whole room to join him in the end, “the 13th party doesn’t stop!” He then poured his drink down his arm, watching as did all around him. The Tssk was faced with a tide of alcohol and tried to change color several time, but the alcohol must have moved past the exoskeleton, because it continued to change color and moved sideways sloppily. As it appeared to start to fall off the arm, the soldier flexed his muscles and twisted, the Tssk went flying into the air, changing colors as it went, and landed into the soldiers glass. It thrashed only a moment, and stunned or dead, was drunk down by the soldier, who crunching happily, held his glass for the crowd. Raucous cheers from all.
You can see why I couldn’t miss it, right? I arrived to the party early, and even before the crowds arrived there were notable arrivals. I spotted Aearthcrum, one of the best shots in the quadrant, whose angling was so good people say that they once killed three with one shot. There was the master builder and industrialist Amun Ra, whose Stellar Systems combines with Quandry Industries to supply – everything.
Aywin Lombardia, was also there, the host for the event, and clearly revered. Dancers gave her wide berth and a deeply respectful nod when they passed, and even during the Cross Check Hoedown,” an active dance featuring a sprint and spin with your partner, she commanded tremendous respect. I raised my glass to her, and she gave me a grin.
There were other notable folk that I had not met but heard rumors about, such as Ashley, who supposedly had an illicit affair with a ranking member of the Imperium court, Dalek Slade, who said to be part machine, part human, and Scott Darkstar, thought to be a stealthy bounty hunter, though no one ever saw him bring in people.
Kira Kitten Hawk and Xandria21, were also there, and I’ve heard those names too but I was getting nervous now. Some of these people could have been Astropol. When Callum Winters, the new head of Dynacorps and the ex-head of Astropol spotted me, I decided to take my drink to go. I’ve spent too much time in cells, readers, and my stomach has gotten picky.
Visitors and galactic travelers should go to this link: 13th Legion Carthage Station