14 April, Standard Year 3056
Orbit 1: Look at that sunrise.
Orbit 2: It’s dark over here.
O1: Oh, shut up. It was a rhetorical statement. Pause. God, I never get tired of seeing that.
O2: It looks so peaceful from space, doesn’t it? Quiet.
O1: For now. Traffic will start up soon though. First crawler’s starting up the elevator any minute. They keep expanding that damn station…
O2: Someone’s gotta build the ships. Might as well be us.
O1: I guess so. I just feel like this war is consuming everything, you know? Cori used to be a backwater system, way back when. Now we’re churning out warships, we’ve got a goddamn Fleet Academy. I just —
O1: —the fuck? Station, come in.
Station: Orbit One, we read.
O1: Deepspace sensors are recording mass entering the system – shit, I’ve lost A48. And A47. And – the whole section’s offline. Are they blowing our sensors?
Station: Hyperspace gate shows no activity. Nothing came through the jump point.
O1: So they came through normal space? What the hell…I’m trying to get visuals. I’m accessing the sensor cameras…
O1: Holy shit.
Station: What are you seeing? Pause. Orbit One, do you read? Pause. Orbit One, come in. What the hell is out there? Is it a fleet?
O1: It’s….it’s a fucking planet.