You snore softly in your bunk inside the Vagabond’s small crew quarters. You’ve been anchored in orbit around a small moon deep in the Perseus Arm of the Milky Way, the Gateway nearby flashing occasionally as it translates another ship. The door slides open and you stir as light fills the room. Wakey, wakey! Aria’s cheerful voice breaks the silence. Up and at ‘em, partner. I just got a contract that will solve all our credit troubles!
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