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INTERVAL 01 - [b]SPACE VACATION[/b]

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[i]You have arrived at your destination.[/i]

As the new arrivals departed the transport, the cargo hold was left unchecked for a precious few minutes. During that time, one misplaced figure made an unnoticed exit while the staff were occupied with surrounding the incoming parahumans, making sure they were all nice and welcome. And nullified, perhaps.

Promise staff’s planetside clearance team deserved a good lashing for letting this one slip through.

His helmet, gloves, and the stripes on his shorts were all blank - the built-in lights shut off to help in the pursuit of stealth. With no one around, he was clear to climb upside the ship and take vantage in the rafters and ductwork above everything else. A station so complex as this was bound to have miles upon miles of nooks and crannies to disappear into.

[i]About time. What happened, you get stuck in an air duct on the way over?[/i]

The upper works were so cluttered that anyone scanning them would still have a hard time spotting the figure. Thankfully, everyone was too preoccupied with greetings and servicing to bother to look up. He made his path through the hallways, climbing like some freakish animal across the ventilation tubes and cable bridges.

Before long, he reached the station cafeteria. Full of new arrivals and staff members seeing to them. Food and drink were bountiful, as were chairs. The projection screen over on the other end was displaying the Promise’s logo, and an assumed ETA on when the proverbial ball would get rolling.

[i]Welcome to your new school/home/prison.[/i]

Still up in the rafters, he decided here and now was the best spot and time to wait. He lied down on a length of ductwork, lights remaining blank, and simply observed the crowd, waiting for the orientation process to begin.

Then, after that - who knows? There’s a [i]lot[/i] to work with here.