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; Continuing on to the right the terminal narrowed into one single hallway, the lesser traffic of the walkway running in one lane with automatic floors situated near the walls, while most of the traffic was focused one way there were duos of the similar gray-garbed NEO infantry patrolling through the station with rifles over their shoulder. While various airscreens were showing everything from television shows to flight times, the other Scatterran at Dadek all appeared to be quickly moving to and fro, especially down to the surface of the planet.

“Please report any suspicious activity or concerns to the Station Authorities.”

Walking towards the station terminals from the shuttle docks, two NEO troopers were accompanied by a lumbering, clumsy appearing canine. Obviously genetically engineered, the animal’s predatory attention moved between all the Scatterrans it could turn a nose towards. As the NEO trooper adjusted a control module in his hand, the dog closed two dark eyes and walked closer towards the feet of the soldier. As they passed, the structure of the orbital harbor widened to accommodate the smaller shuttle craft used to bring people down to the planet, a small terminal with two attendants addressing a crowd.

“The shuttle to Botso Landing is now preparing to board, have your identifications ready.”