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Soon the drive core of the Artemis had been charged to sufficient mass. Kane swiftly reactivated the guidance holograms, touching his fingers to the glowing representation of the frigate's motion control system. She responded to his touch precisely, gliding through the system that was only registered as a bundle of letters and numbers. It left behind a little trail of orange gases glinting marvelously in the light of the sun. Station Rysik grew in size as the craft darted towards it. The station was a modular design. A single large core at the middle with gleaming metallic branches. It was considerable larger then a small moon. It rotated through space, the circular motion offering assistance to the artificial gravity generators on board. As the sleek organically shaped ship approached the station it was hailed. The station control cautioned that defense turrets would open fire unless the Artemis could identify itself and her intention. Kane was quick to reply
"This is the Artemis V11234R. Privately owned. I'm here to pick up a passenger and deliver raw minerals." There was an pause before the Rysik responded, directing the craft to a specific docking bay. Kane obliged as Grant's voice was projected into the bridge. A quick tap of a few keys opened up another holographic display of the internal structure of the Tysai craft, with two red dots showing Kane and Grant. Another few taps and he accessed the area specific comm.
"There is a shared bathroom just to your left, down the hall. If you take another left when you reach it there is a small galley, help yourself. Just go easy on the water, the recyclers aren't very efficient and I don't want to drain the tanks." As he spoke Kane was still guiding the shift to the other side of the space dominating station. "We'll be docking in a moment. I'm just going to pick up someone. You're welcome stay aboard. If you're coming I'll meet you at the airlock soon." With the final word he quickly removed the holographic frigate and reaccessed the fine controls to rotate the Artemis. With a small slip of his right hand he nudged the craft sideways to link up to the magnetic clamp. There was a small jolt as the vessel joined into the station's rotation and began to feel the effects of the gravity projectors.

Taking one last glance through the view screen at the quaint yellow sun Kane locked down the bridge. The heavy plates slid across to cover the view port and the lighting of most of the panels died away into darkness. The basic systems were still engaged, if Grant was going to be convinced to join the venture fully, Kane had to make sure he made the prospect as attractive as possible. He made his way down to the air lock and into the station. With a glance he noted Grant's absence, the miner was probably still refreshing himself, and continued down the expanse of the docking tube into Rysik station. Instead of the patchwork empty cargo bay of the Trathis mining station he encountered a small chamber with a single guard in attendance. The alien was a large, grey mass generally following the ape format. Although it seemed intelligent enough as it sent Kane through the scanner. Confident that the human wasn't carrying heavy weaponry or contraband he was allowed through. The interior didn't differ much from the exterior as Kane wandered the corridors, feet solidly planted thanks to the artificial gravity projectors. He was searching for some sort of government office or law keeping agency that would hopefully have records. Upon the journey he almost collided with a small convoy of slightly bored looking security guards of varying races. They seemed to be escorting a pair of human woman to some place. They captives were certainly curious individuals. They both seemed almost as energetic as young children; The tall, lanky one seemed to constantly moving while the other had the most extreme hairstyle he had seen. He stood aside to let the group pass before grasping the chance and calling to the large bulbous gas creature drifting at the head of the formation.
"Excuse me." He asked, politely. With no idea of how humans were treated in this corner of space he wasn't about to take any chances. "I'm looking for a human, a Nora Joule." He tossed the name out in the hope that it might be recognised. "Could you direct me to any place I could find her?" He waited patiently for the answer, trying to look at the pair of woman. He couldn't help them and felt it might be better not to offer any hope by acknowledging them.