United Species Trade Platform -- Deep Core Sector.

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Two blackened hunks of metal orbit around the gas giant, telling a tale of terrorism and criminal acts in sorrowful woe for the innocents that died on it..

** The Konnh have two fuel vessels arrive, dropping off a contingent of their troops, and four prototype S-1 UAVs. A trade director, who was sent from the Konnh Alliance acts for trade negotiations on their part.

** The T'Ack'Muls also bring two large metal ore carrying barges, with a Krakken-wing escort of 3. They dock into the Konnh's port first, leaving the metal ore behind, and going back to their own port to get the fuel and drop off a garrison of 40 L.G.A DSD Marines.

** The Konnh trade director waits in the T'Ack'Mul office looking over information on his datapad. Waiting to dealings.

OOC: SF.

** The first deal does down.

Spoiler:

The ships exchange cargo. Once completed, the two empty fuel vessels open hyperspace windows and jump back towards the Konnh homeworlds.

A Turnal Alliance Kar'Sis warps in. The ship is massive, an impressive display of the might of their navy. Docking ports open, launching dozens of shuttles. The Kar'Sis is discovered to be carrying primarily troops.

Hundreds of soldiers unload from the docked shuttles, enigmatic in their body armor, carrying light arms. Commanding officers immediately begin issuing orders, and soldiers file to their barracks, and eventually their posts.

A dozen or so Vir'Teto are also moved in, more secretly. Though their heavy power armor clomps loudly on the floors.

Aboard one of the shuttles is a Turnal Alliance ambassador and several armed guards.

** Two more fuel carries arrive from hyperspace. They drift closer to the dock, planning to wait for more supply ships.

Trade offer from Legion of T'Ack'Mul.
Willing to trade--
Beautiful coral arrangements,
Masses of aquatic food,
Hard reflective armor,

In exchange for--
Water purifying technology and equipment,
Fuel of any kind,
or anything else that would be helpful for the Legion's cause.

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Three Bertha cargo ships bearing the Scavenger Guild's crest arrive from hyperspace, a detachment of Splicer suits quickly launching from the ships in order to take up position around them. They dock with the station, awaiting their trading partners.

T'Ack'Mul freeze-dry food barges arrive, doing the exchange with them.

// It's spelled 'Konnh'

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Scavenger Guild.
We offer the lowest prices on salvaged metal, fuel, weapons and equipment from a variety of ships and species! Contact our trade representative for trade contracts.

**The trade with Konnh has been cut off, the Legion's metal now being committed to building on planet 697.

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More Guild cargo ships seem to be frequenting the port, their hulls stocked full of ten-ton bars of recycled scrap metal to be exchanged for the Konnh fuel stocks.

**The Konnh unload certain amounts of fuel per brick delivered. They fuel unloaded is frozen after being drain, packed in a cover and sent to the Guild ports. They load the ten ton bricks into their holds in the exchange, when full, they depart.

A XR-1, loaded with a tonne of TY-7 Engineers, docks in a bay, waiting for something.

Five hundred TY-7 drones are unloaded. The XR-1 receives a multitude of fuel from the Konnh Alliance, which is loaded on, before it warps off to an unknown location.

** A small trading ship enters space, powering it's small engines up and approaching the U.S.T.P, it sends out a message.

"This is the Star-Surfer, we're an independent trading ship and we're low on fuel, requesting emergency docking to United Species Trade Platform immediately!"

** A T'Ack'Mul communications officer opens up with the trade vessel. "Affirmative, you are cleared for emergency docking in Deck 2, port 2, independent trader's port."

The vessel enters the port's shields, landing softly inside. A fueling crew assembles around the ship, the lead crewman knocking on a small airlock door. The door opens and he looks up, he is instantly lit up with bullets, falling over. The gunshots echo loudly in the metallic port, other traders getting into their ships to get out of the station. The fueling crew drops what they're doing and books it.

About 20 people pile out from the ship, all of them being a wide variety of species and armed to the teeth with Sewonian H.I.S.W's and FIS combat rifles and wearing gang clothing, they secure their area, shooting sparsely at running crew, two of them having Sewonian ANTI-ALL launchers. The last 4 bring out a large stainless steel container over their shoulders, setting it down. The leader steps up to the container, pressing a combination. The top half of the container folds away mechanically, showing a timer at 00:00 and 2 other number pads. He points his finger to the arming code numbpad, but looks up as the alarms go off in the station. The gang members pull left over containers and boxes in a perimeter in front of the ship, giving them some cover as they wait for the security to arrive.

The leader punches away into the bomb, leaving 15 minutes on the timer.

From outside the station, many small trading ships are seen fleeing from the independent trader's port quickly.

The Turnal Alliance Security forces arrive at the scene, taking cover behind walls. The men catch brief glimpses of the enemy, and one tosses a beacon towards the boxes. In no time it all, it begins a bio-field scan, transmitting the positions of everyone to the security team.

The beacon then deploys an automated proton beam turret, which is capable of melting straight through the steel containers. The team prepares to move.

** A reptile-like alien with a Sewonian ANTI-ALL launcher springs up from cover, launching a rocket at their position before ducking down, the rest of the gang blind firing at the beacon. The leader and two others step up into the ship.

** Alerted by the firefight in the bay two S-1 prototypes are launched from the Konnh bay. One of the drones holds a modified rail gun and the other a particle beam rifle. They begin to blockage the bay.

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Two escort Splicers break off from their transports and make their way towards the adjacent port beam claws flashing into life, ready to cut down the ship while it remains docked.

** The ship powers up, it's two small anti-aircraft weapons meant for small pirate ships now deadly heavy cannons against infantry. It hovers up a few feet from the floor and fires on the splicers.

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One of the Splicers is caught by surprise, the cannon's rounds tearing into it's thrusters, causing it to plummet to the ground, it's ruined remains exploding as it collides into the docking bay's floor. The other one lands, rounds colliding into it's composite shield before opening fire on the turrets with it's beam rifle, careful not to hit the surrounding port.

** The Konnh S-1s open fire, a full sized Konnh rail gun and a particle beam rifle open fire on the ship. The rail gun's munitions penetrate armor and continue. The beam rifle melts part of the metal on contact.

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