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; When the attendant took the ID, he held it to a nearby device that operated with a simple tone and he handed it back at her. As other Scatterrans were boarding, they walked through a similar umbilical to the others across the terminal. Ahead of them the shuttle was built in a sleek frame to help with the troubles of entering the atmosphere; while the others continued boarding, the pleasant insides and furniture of the shuttle was much less compact than the star-liner.

“Ladies and gentlemen we’re ready to make for planetside as soon as everyone is in their seat and locked in.”

As the voice of the Captain faded, the door separating the cabins slid apart as another plainclothes officer was seen, the sidearm near his hip poorly hidden by the clothes he wore. While he walked up the lane he looked over the passengers and attendants to verify that everyone was strapped in and ready.