Space Station Z Convention Center

A scruffy man in overalls pushed a large, round, pink machine on wheels to the center of the convention center; which was fully prepped and ready for the Multiversal Trade Expo. Thousands of booths made up an impressive grid, and the floor to ceiling windows showed vessels arriving by the handful.

The pink machine was deposited in the center of the convention center. It had just one giant button which lit up with every color of the rainbow. An all terrain microphone extended from the top of the thing and could be adjusted based on height. The focus of the machine was the glowing hole in the center, big enough to fit a suitcase!

He looked from left, and then to the right. The scruffy man decided nobody was watching. He pressed the giant button, and what a treat! The whole machine lit up with song! The button cast a rainbow glow over him, scanning to determine his linguistics. It then prompted him to sing a song. The scruffy man was taken aback, but all the more intrigued. He hummed a tune he used to sing as a child over in Grainpaix, a musical city of peace on Terra.

Upon the completion of his song, the large hole shined bright like a diamond. After a moment, a purple frozen treat on a stick appeared- it was a forn-pop! Awesome! The scruffy man grabbed his treat and decided he deserved a break. Out on his ship, Glaorb Nuurk watched with glee!

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."

(Since Rulke was not sure what to post here, got permission from him to talk about LogicRoad being here as well. :) )

A young boy was browsing the variety of small stores and shops, from XX Industries, to some non-company but independent tech inventors, looking and browsing through everything. He was wearing a black and white hoodie with panda ears on it, and a panda face on the front of the hood. It also had two pockets and a zipper, instead of the one pocket with no zipper. He had with him a small, robotic drone...or at least, it was what it appeared like, and even basic scans would indicate such. He was wearing jeans and boots as well, but the boots were built for both durability and running. He had a pair of headphones on him, and he was enjoying his music while still paying attention. However, while something odd could be seen, though he never had his head up much, did keep his hood up, and never looked at people directly with his red eyes which could also stand out. But even if it was difficult, if one saw his face clearly they would notice that there was a barcode under his left eye, on his cheek. If his hood was not up, maybe his white hair might stand out too.

And if cameras tried to look at him, they would find their focusing would be off.

As he saw more things such as Z-something industries, or some company named after a planet, and also even saw a booth for Unicef, he came across three that looked particularly interesting. The first was a small tech company, nameless and unimportant and was no threat towards the major industries, yet also was not in danger of being absorbed, having some rather nice tech. Ixam was interested in tech, possibly the biggest techie of all the Rixy Siblings.

The second was some sort of large display, with PR people, advertizements, and everything, set up by LogicRoad. It seemed to be about drugs and Pharmasuticals, and all about helping people. "We go many places in life, but with us the logical road is chosen" seemed to be their motto, and was not only displayed but broadcasted. They were explaining how they had made progress towards another breakthrough, in terms of creating medicine that would work for everyone regardless of bloodtype, gender, or race. It spoke about how they were continueing the mission to spread good health, and mentioned how lifespans had been expanded. They also had a showcase of new drugs on the market that would be helpful, and spoke of their great projects.

The final one was...had something with a rainbow glow, and appeared to attract some customers. Was that food? The man was also humming a tune Ixam never heard before. It seemed that this pink machine was a central piece as well.

As he quickly paid for and bought some of the tech from the first place, including some new tech called Triggers, he took out his phone and called his brother.

"What is it, Ixam? I am busy".

"Sure sure Rin, finding out about the people who might come after us. Anyways, the encoders are far too complicated to be at risk so its not like it's a threat. Anyways, I found some good tech. Not normal tech that we see either. Trion based I think. We should try to utilize it, and show it to Ixian. Last time, it was a good addition".

"Fine fine, but I am busy. Anyways, be careful. I don't care how strong we are, we cannot assume we are the strongest! Goodbye!"

His brother, Axoren Rixy, better known as Rin, hung up on him. Rin was friendly and talkative sometimes, but he also tended to work a lot even though he was probably the sneakiest and the hardest to track of them all. In truth, although Ixian was probably the most powerful, the most dangerous might be Rin, in his opinion.

After that, he observed the other two from a safe distance, close enough to see what was going on and take notice, but he didn't want to get too close either. Especially LogicRoad, because he did not have a good relation with scientists in the past.

Glaorb Nuurk vanishes into nothingness, but you get the feeling they are heading somewhere else.

Iridia Sommerfeldt has arrived, coming from Corridor D.

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.