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2nd of September, 4501 CE

Arrival on Midgard

by Captain Peter Avignon

Captain's Log - SS Harrier du Bois


2 September 4501 – Midgard System
 
We slipped into the Midgard system like a whisper—masked jump signature, holographic disguises active. Almost immediately, three sleek patrol vessels emerged. Not Jred. Something worse: Dictys Vendetta system defence drones—same manufacturer as the Harrier du Bois, but optimized for killing. Lucid jammed their targeting arrays while I threw us into evasive maneuvers. Took a full hour of tense navigation to break for the planet.
 
Castor, in a fit of inspiration (or panic), managed to lock himself out of the ship’s database trying to ID the drones. Lucid had to perform a full reset. Not her favourite use of time. Beñat eventually pulled the drone specs from backup files. Dictys Vendetta-class. Autonomous. Nasty. We couldn’t fight them, so we tried talking—or rather, spoofing. Lucid wrote a virus to mark us as friendly. I nearly screwed it up by misreading the sensor output—almost sent us toward the planetary core instead of the control transmitter on the moon.
 
When we dropped jamming, the drones didn’t fire. They just… scanned us. Maybe sharing a manufacturer bought us grace. Then a comm message crackled through—calm, automated:
 
[box]This is the Dictys Automated Technical Overseer (DATO). It appears your ship is in need of repair. Please dock at these coordinates.[/box]
 
Lucid dubbed it “the car wash.” Castor mentioned he could “hear” the Jred—a staticky, dissonant noise humming at the edge of perception. “Like hearing your own voice through TV static,” he said. Charming.
 
We descended through thin atmosphere into a nightmare landscape. The entire surface was choked in red Jred biomass—vines, cysts, fungal forests swallowing ruins of old mining towns. Only one tech signature showed clean: DATO’s facility.
 
We suited up. Beñat, Astrid, and Castor in battle dress; me in a vac suit feeling distinctly under-dressed. Two dog-like robots—floppy ears and all—met us on the landing pad and led us inside. The place was a patchwork of decay and desperate repair. Monkey-bots skittered across ceilings, welding and rewiring under the dim, flickering lights.
 
DATO’s voice welcomed us in the same flat tone. We requested the Cazador parts.
 
“Unfortunately, these parts are no longer available due to requisition by Admiral Franco of the Stellar League. They may be available at the orbital facility. However, Ragnarok protocols are in effect.”
 
Admiral Franco. The Remembrancer Fleet. Ghost stories we’ve traded in port bars for years.
 
Ragnarok protocol meant evacuation, blast doors, vacuum-sealed interiors, and automated defenses set to kill. No all-clear without a physical code input.
 
And the reactor’s failing. Months from total collapse. DATO needs an engineer.
 
So here we are. In a dead system. Surrounded by Jred. Talking to a robot. Looking for parts that might not exist.
 
Just another Tuesday.
 
— Captain Peter Avignon
SS Good Times II
“We don’t find trouble. It finds us.”
 
[Addendum: If we die here, I’m blaming Castor’s static-voice. And Beñat’s face. Mostly Beñat’s face.]

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