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[h1][color=ed1c24]Annona Colony[/color][/h1]

Arthur had a live video of the Venue as it was docking playing on his tablet along with a couple of videos from the Forge while he intended to relax before reaching the office. A small coffee shop known for its imported coffee from Luna and Mars was a perfect place to rest, although he nearly burned himself as he received a surprisingly unannounced call from the ship.

[color=fff200]"Sir, we're seeing some suspicious activity from the mobile suits at the docks, the outermost ones within visual range are turning outwards. Would you like us to request access to their communication channels?"[/color] Arthur contemplated the idea, noticing some of the mobile workers transferring freight were slowing down in curiosity as well. It was times like this he regretted sending off Alice.

[color=ed1c24]"Yes, contact the port authority to inquire about the commotion from the military. Take units... 08, 15, 17 and 04 off of cargo duty and have them on standby in case anything happens. On second thought, 08 and 15 should transition as far away as the port authority will allow before they start yelling. I don't want to be left in the dark thanks to bureaucracy on such a fine day."[/color] He gave a sigh as he leaned back. He hoped this would just be a nice official business trip, but perhaps it would turn sour faster than expected.