Mackenzie45's Story

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i enjoy conventions. This one was a sight to behold. I never really been to one. But I think this was the finest. If I could, I would buy everything there is here. Everyone can come and go as they please. They can trade things with other people. You make friends during these times. I will do my best to help everyone with their trades. And as the saying goes "One person's trash is another person's treasure."

Iridia Sommerfeldt pored through the various offices and shops, taking careful note of the technology levels of the various local civilizations. It wasn't quite clear whether the Plague had left its mark here, as there weren't any signs of patient wards or the distinct pockmarks it left behind on the early-affected population. A good sign for things to come for Hegalia!

She surveyed the station, noting the corridors and various alcoves into residential and industrial areas. Perhaps she would yet find some local who could guide her towards her objective.

Three Aschen Marines entered the main convention hall from one of the adjacent cooridors, their stark black uniforms contrasting with the various colors of the patrons, and other inhabitants within the convention center.

The trio of Marines brought their disruptor rifles across their shoulders, and their eyes surveyed their surroundings.

“Check everyone, don’t let anything slip by.” The Marine corporal ordered.