The green code readout on the tube monitor in front of the seat Carina was sitting displayed a signal detection code line: 

[color=00a651][Detecting signal: 0/1634234 networks detected] [/color]

	Carina let out an irritated sigh, and looked out the cabin window into the vastness of space, which was  specked with billions of little lights that provided a stark contrast between the darkness they were placed upon. How long had it been since she had the opportunity to look out at the stars? Hundreds of days? Thousands of days? It had to had been at least a few years, at most a decade. But time felt different on Heres-19. Sandwiched between two distant stars, the sky never changed from day to night, but always in a state of twilight. Not dark enough to be comfortable to sleep under, not light enough to shake the lethargy of night time. The warmth the planet exuded didn't help the lethargic feeling that the planet's constant burnt orange sky gave off. Heres-19 was a constant 82 degrees, not hot enough to be of extreme discomfort, but just warm and humid enough to make everything feel sluggish. The planet was one of hudreds of garbage planet's across the galaxy. Heres-19, the 19th numbered landfill planet, was made exclusively for the Porthos system. Heres, the refuse company that owns the planets, always chooses their landfill planets wisely. One key factor into choosing a planet for refuse collection is the planet's magnetosphere. The radiation deflected from the magnetosphere of the planet needs to be enough to interfere with navigation computing and other sensitive ship instruments. This ensures that no one comes to the planet to scavenge. If that isn't enough to ward off would be junk rats, Heres-19 is surrounded by a massive field of orbiting debris. Looting the planet would be suicide, so most steer clear. But there are some people that make the mistake of getting to close to Heres, these such cases are what Carina owes her exodus to. If it wasn't for the rich partyboy trying to impress a female, she wouldn't have had the cabin in which to use as a foundation to build the ship she was flying. If it wasn't for a freight pilot falling asleep at the controls, she wouldn't have had the EM barrier to safely escape from the magnetosphere. Of course, Carina had to build a rudimentary computer from scratch. The radiation of the magnetosphere fries every computer that passes through it unless the ship it is on has an EM barrier. The freighter that crashed was mostly obliterated, but with a bit of luck, the EM barrier unit was fully intact. The computer Carina had built was capable of running the ship's systems, navigations, and she had programmed it to have basic networking capabilities. 

	Carina hadn't spent her years in solitude wallowing in self-anguish, she spent her years in solitude fueled by anger and resentment, fueled by the desire for revenge. Although she already had a strong foundation in most sciences, she didn't have any expertise in any specific science. But Carina had eventually come across a crashed ship filled with thousands of codex. The ship must have been transporting a shipment to a new library or university of some sort because the ship had a library worth of material on most all subjects one could wish to learn. The time Carina didn't spend on scavenging for food she spent reading codex. Having a natural affinity for the sciences, she became an expert in most every science, reading and learning throughout up until she left Heres-19. 

	Carina looked back at the green code on the tube monitor which still read the same line of code. Being well outside of the magnetosphere, she expected the network to connect immediately, but it was still displaying the same message.

[color=f26522]"Infernal device!"[/color], She lashed out in impatience and struck the monitor.

Immediately after the strike the message changed, the code readout was now:
[color=00a651][Detecting signal: 23034/1634234 networks detected] [/color]

	Carina let out a sound of joy, and began to select the network she wished to connect with. Immediately she began scouring the cybernet getting information on Phoenix and more importantly, the Soramotonese assassin that killed her father. Of course, only going off of code and without images, she would have to change her search a bit. After hacking into the message logs sent between Phoenix office employees it was clear that in a three days, Jett Masterson (CEO of Phoenix) was going to be at a distribution center to meet with the Helevin executive and oversee the distributing process in person. That's what the messages said, but Carina knew that it didn't make much sense for Jett go to a ground operation unless there was something else going on. It didn't matter to Carina, the reason he was to be there, just that he was to be there. 

	Carina opened up a blank log in her terminal and copied the information down word for word as she remembered it perfectly. After that, she went to the navigation screen, punched in the coordinance to Porthos and went off to her personal quarters. 

	Although, the ship she made was an amalgam of miss-matched ship parts, the ship interior was fairly decent. The easy part was putting the basic construction together, the hard part was finding the basic resources needed to survive extended trips. The FTL drives would get her to Porthos in two day's time, leaving her a day to vet the distribution center and find a way in. However, two days without water would be extremely uncomfortable. Again, through serendipity, Carina was able to find large 100 gallon barrels of water in another crashed ship. After constructing a full pluming and water heating system in the ship, Carina installed a water barrel to the pump she built and kept nine other barrels in the storage area of the ship. The ship was slightly larger than the size of your typical cruiser, about forty meters long by twenty meters wide. From the outside the ship looked like rusted scrap thrown together in haste. In appearance, most would look at the ship an automatically say that it couldn't fly. But inside, the ship had twin seraph drives, only a few steps below the top of the line FTL drives currently on the market. It had full plumbing, basic amenities, and also a rift-shard storage device. While on Heres-19, Carina found something very rare, and very well worth her time. It was a rift -shard and a busted rift-shard two-way storage device. After putting work into it, she was able to get it up and running again. Rift-shards allow the instant transportation and storage of inorganic matter. Along with the rift-shard and the storage device, she found a large labcoat made of the same thermo resistant nano-fibers as her body suit, and a broken plasma sword (which she fixed). The rift-shard was embeded in a silver control frame which surrounded the blue gem-like shard and was the interface into which Carina could control the shard. Tapping on the gem would make the shard exude a hologram interface that allowed her to choose whether she was sending or receiving, and which items she was receiving. The storage device was a 3 foot white metal cube. On the top was a shutter that opened to allow items to be dropped in directly. It didn't matter if the object fit in the shutter, because any inorganic object near the opening would be deconstructed into energy that is stored inside the cube. 

	Carina stripped out of her body suit, threw it on the top of the cube, which opened the shutter end absorbed the body suit. She pulled off the riftshard she was wearing as a necklace and placed it on the sink of her personal quarters' bathroom. She then stepped into the shower she created out of a transpara-steel tube that she cut down the middle and placed on a rotating track that rotated to an open and closed position when she stepped on a the bath mat in front of the shower. She took the first shower she had had in days, washing the grime and grit away. After about ten minuets, she stepped out and dried herself using her augment to instantly evaporate all water on the outside of her body. She reached for her rift-shard necklace but paused when she caught a reflection of herself. Her right eye was blue, and red eye was orange due to her augmentation giving her heterocromia. Her black hair had grown long and unruly. She had grown taller since she had been placed on that forsaken world of refuse. Her bust had even grown since then, probably close to a C-cup boob taco. She shook her head and placed the rift-shard necklace over her head and let it fall to her neck, grabbing her hair that had been taken hostage by the necklace and pulling it free of the jewelry's bondage. Her hair fell free and loose all the down to her supple butt. She then tapped the gem-like shard, activating the interface, and selected her body suit, she selected the option of it appearing on her body instead of in her hands. The bodysuit instantly materialized in a flash of blue energy on her body. After that, she decided to go to bed. 

	Porthos was much the same as she remembered it all that time ago when she first visited it. The bustling streets, ships zipping here and there in a pattern as if following an aerial highway, the never stopping activity. It could be easily said that Porthos was a living organism. It didn't take long for Carina to find and perform reconnaissance on the Distribution center. She decided that the best way to enter the distribution center would be from the roof. Carina had parked her ship at the free docking port, and had been on foot ever since. After tricking a shop owner, she managed to use her rift-shard to steal a hover board, and some credits. Using her overboard in low-power mode, she was able to prevent detection by any energy detection systems the warehouse might have had. She floated up to the roof, and stored her board in the shard. Normally she would have used her plasma sword to cut through things, but in this specific case, their energy detectors would no doubt go off at the event of a plasma sword igniting. So she used her augment to melt the grate off with her hands, and entered the air-duct.