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Naiko was not in a good mood. First there had been a freak accident on the assembly lines, which was so severe it required his personal attention. Shame to think so few bodies could wreck so much magnificent machinery. Of course, following in the wake of such an incident he had to undertake press conferences and talk to grieving family members. To make matters worse, another group of Navarre had turned up at his shipyard asking for the best possible warships, but only being willing to pay the lowest possible prices. As if he would ever give them weapons on the cheap! He would have enough of that going on at the conference, no doubt. Lastly the Innocent Maelstrom, his pride and joy, had suffered a reactor leak prior to departure. It had all the hallmarks of Navarre sabotage. Typical.

So it was that a foul tempered Tiresian CEO pulled out of slipspace three days late. "Captain, we've arrived at our destination." chimed the computer
"I'm aware of that. Get us docked quickly, they will have already started without me." he answered with a heavy sigh, before moving into the next room to download the latest translation software onto his drone. He had just finished when there was a reverberating thud throughout the ship, indicating they'd docked. Now all he had to do was survive the conference...