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Annona Colony


Only a couple of minutes passed before Arthur slapped himself upside the head. This entire event was filled with news, what were the odds someone had a live coverage and thought to follow the action? He opened his tablet and searched through the news agencies he's seen strolling around, hoping one had a launch or at the very least a good view of the outside. Sure enough, one did, playing the footage from a launch allowed just outside of the dock for footage of the Venue arriving but attempting to follow the mobile suits as they moved to intercept an unknown. The news group played an clip of what they had, showing off a small but bright red angular object moving around the mobile suit lines before veering off towards the colony surface. "Well well, what have we here..." He watched the short clip they had of the ship turning away and taking some fire from mobile suits, and still going. For a relic, it was certainly impressive. He brought up other quick images of the machine from the same source and compiled them together for the best view he could get of a really grainy object. "Well well little sparrow, did you come flying into the eagle's nest on purpose?" The more he examined the images, the more he recalled the schematics of older Earth planes and spacecraft before mobile workers and mobile suits became popular, and how underutilized they are with the modern metal men...


Annona Colony


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.

"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?" 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.

"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." 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.
Near Annona Colony


Arthur held some contempt for Zern's policy on vetting everyone passing through not in a military uniform. Despite passing the gate without issue, the guards there were eyeing him carefully. Only after his name came up did that snap to attention and let him pass. Arthur just shook his head, he had no say on their policies, that was for his brother to deal with. Arthur didn't even know if Din was attending or not, he didn't watch the news when his brother came on, family should contact one another directly after all. The halls of the colony were bustling, with people excited for the royalty's arrival above all, which only served to irritate Arthur more.

Everywhere he went a poster about their arrival was up, and he was even expected to attend by his lowers in the company as to provide a good image for the royalty. As if he cared how they viewed his company. Ever since Imperial Arms was pumping out mobile suits, Sharp was set aside practically as a subsidiary for the military. Their warships were still wanted but mobile workers were moving out of the door for active duty in favor of mobile suits. He'd seen plenty suits being used for labor but not active combat, except by pirates or Mekon supporters. Arthur decided to move away from these thoughts again and began looking over the news for the colony, some having live coverage of the Venue as it was coming into port.
Near Annona Colony


Arthur wrapped up on his list of people to meet and people to avoid just before bumping into the door at the end of this hall, an airlock into the hangar bay. All the units were inside and the doors sealed so there was just the standard wait for the doors to hiss open and closed in tandem. He floated out over the work bay, looking at the 12 mobile suits set into their bays, one over the other along the walls. Several were undergoing maintenance, inspection or equipment changes for freight work around the colony.

Scutson Sharp Custom. An exclusive model soon to be outdated, but more than useful for the company. Looking at them now, a part of Arthur wanted them gone, while another wanted them to remain. A show of Sharp's great engineering for anyone to watch. Once Arthur reached the far wall, he crouched and kicked off back to a door which would lead to the docking bay. A minor detour to get to the hangar but Arthur wanted to see everyone working their best. "Once we receive clearance, begin to assist in unloading immediately!" He shouted out.

Arthur was sure to grab a small communications piece, practically a short range radio for Sharp employees to use to keep in contact with one another inside the ship or the colony. Anything to keep himself in touch with the rest of his company while he left early. He passed through to the docking ring with ease after leaving the hangar, the rest of the crew busy with procedure for docking. He passed through the long tube that connected the Forge to the colony, catching himself as the gravity came into effect. He walked down the rest of the way to the guards stationed at the end to inspect their documents. Arthur pulled up the necessary papers on his computer along with the list of authorizations for his ship and crew. Only a couple of minutes for them to check and the Forge was clear to conduct all business on the colony, sending Arthur on his way.
Near Annona Colony


Arthur spent his time reading over the last of the reports and summaries sent to him before the arrival of the Venue at the colony. More technical data, company progress reports, stock reports and more near useless information for most others, but for him it was necessary to know on a daily basis. He pulled aside reports relevant to the Venue’s arrival, mostly his competitors’ public reports about the upcoming expo, into his computer for future reference.

A Tommy floated above and slightly starboard to the Forge of Mars, the red and white accents of its paint rendering it starkly visible against the black void of space to those in the bridge. It carried a long, slender rifle in its hands, carefully pointed away from both the manufacturing ship and the colony. Two extra fuel pods attached to the Tommy's backpack attested to the expectation that it would be deployed for several hours. The pilot had approached the Forge of Mars ten or so minutes ago, claiming to be there to perform a preliminary check of the vessel's silhouette and markings due to the heightened security around Annona.

Evidently there was nothing to complain about, as the pilot hadn't ordered them to halt but had instead matched the Forge of Mars's velocity and settled in like an escort.

He stood up as the captain hailed his room, announcing they were reaching communications range to request docking clearance. Arthur closed his terminal and stood, walking briskly towards the bridge after the channel had been opened to the Annona Colony traffic control tower. “Annona tower this is the Forge of Mars, registration S1594, requesting permission to approach docking strut. Purpose is to transfer supplies and personnel.” The captain looked over as the communications officer spoke to the tower. “The Nyx has returned in time for the Expo sir. Was it not enough to show off?”

“Just releasing one ship wouldn’t have been enough to have bragging rights over Raj. For all we know they’ve finally fixed their big tin can for today, then what would we have to show off for the princess. I want more than a single nice ship to fly by today.” That is if no radicalist gets jumpy before the presentation begins. He thought to himself.

There was a brief delay between the comms officer sending the request and the colony sending back its reply. A handful of seconds, presumably to allow the operators to check the Forge of Mars's information. "Verified, Forge of Mars, you are clear to approach. Berth C16, sending navigational solution."

The Tommy gave a salute to the bridge and backed away, returning to its original post. An information packet also arrived, containing the path that the traffic controllers wanted the vessel to take — a fairly straightforward route, but such redundancies were needed to prevent disastrous collisions. "Will you be needing a passenger or cargo dock?" came another question. The tubes in the external docking struts could transfer people and smaller containers, but larger cargo would need other accommodations and many nobles and businessmen preferred to transfer to the colony in the comfort of a shuttle.

"Confirmed, navigation solution received, course plotted. Negative on shuttle, requesting permission to utilize complimentary mobile workers to ferry supplies." The comm officer worked with the navigation as on the screen a projection of the flight path appeared and the pilots changed the large ship's course appropriately. Arthur watched as the machine man flew off, letting out a sigh. "Every time I see them the scutson gets more and more pitiable. R&D better be making headway by the time the next report comes. Take us in nice and easy captain, we're in no rush now that we're here."

The delay in the reply is shorter this time. Now that their identify had been verified, everything else was a simpler affair. Especially for matters pertaining to Sharp Workshop after their ascendance in the Zern industrial sphere. "Permission is granted. Have the pilot licenses and mobile worker registrations ready to file when you dock in. You may load and unload your cargo in Bays C10 to C14."

The man patted the headrest of the captain's chair before he walked off of the bridge. The halls were empty as always on his way to the mobile worker hangar. He looked over the list of attendees on his small computer, making notes on who to meet and who to check in on.

While Annona Colony's piers, docks, and bays were all owned and regulated by the imperial government, merchants, corporations, and private individuals were all permitted to lease protected time and space at a relatively reasonable cost. Thanks in large part to their wealth and the fame of their brand, Sharp Workshop had been able to obtain a near-total-exclusivity lease to a decent number of berths and bays, facilitating their traffic in and out of the colony and giving them limited permissions to install specialized equipment. While it sounded like the control tower was assigning space to the Forge of Mars, in reality the Workshop's managers and representatives on Annona had already submitted an itinerary and made preparations for their CEO's arrival.
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Habitat 34; The Forge of Mars

Hovering just outside of the floating space can in contrast to the bleak grey steele, was a unusual ship for most in the system to see. Like a saucer, the Forge of Mars floated in a pontoon-like design with a large gap in the middle of the ship, and mobile workers moving around like bees. Elemental printers and processing machines worked around the clock to provide parts and material for the workers as they performed construction on a new Sharp facility just on the outside of the colony. All of this Arthur watched from the bridge of his beloved vessel.

"Continue without delay people. Time is money." The man said this after turning around, waving a hand haphazardly as he walked out of the rather small bridge for the large vessel. His captain nodded before he left, and Arthur made his way to his own personal room without delay.

Once the doors closed, he breathed a sigh of relief and fell into his chair before having the automated systems turn the music on. Soft rock, and with soundproofing no one would complain. He waited a minute before sitting up, perfect timing as the screens in front of him and those that came down from the ceiling lighted up.

Charts, graphs, progress reports and news summaries all popped up for him to view the progress of his company and the others, from what was available on Venus. Wilberforce engines made it more difficult to maintain his presence to the members back on Mars but he was more than glad to take on the challenge. More news reports about the Princess' arrival to the new Venue took the man's interest, and he pulled up a report on the company's latest fruit of labor. The schematics were very pleasing to look at for Arthur, a new machine for the company to tote about.

The other screen he paid attention to was one of the most recent pirate incidents. A small freighter being stopped just outside of the Zern force's range to be robbed without issue. The company was Venusian anyways, nothing would have had the Zern mobile suits rush in to help. To this Arthur gave a sigh.

"Of course you didn't want to waste your time on someone you view as lesser. This is why Mekon is so loved." He closed the story before it would bring him more irritation. He was just glad he had Cathrida as the only pirate to 'worry' about. Looking back to the Venue news, he raised up the bridge.

"Once the necessary materials have completed their transfer, more the Forge to the Annona Colony." His declaration was met with a proper "Aye sir." It would only take a few more minutes for the workers to finish moving the supplies and returning the unique suits before the Forge would begin to move, but Arthur wasn't worried. The Venue was going to be an event no one important wouldn't miss. That included himself.








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