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Fuel stops like this, out in the middle of nowhere, don't tend to get the big Alliance cruisers. They have to stop on-planet. The nice thing about the ones on a station is that comings and goings aren't quite so regulated.
Giant hangars open and close. Pressure is almost constantly in flux -- you have to keep popping your ears -- thanks to airlocks. There's a smell of chemical overriding everything. And movement -- when it's busy, it's very, very busy, with people scrambling around ships like Lilliputians on Mr. Gulliver; but when nobody's around, it's a giant mausoleum.
It's a fairly busy day. People coming and going. Sleek ships in and out. It takes two hours to fill a Hawker KJ -- just a small fact.
And when a shuttle comes in and lands...well, shuttles need fuel, too. Nobody takes notice.
At this particular fuel station, the situation is always...fluid.
Giant hangars open and close. Pressure is almost constantly in flux -- you have to keep popping your ears -- thanks to airlocks. There's a smell of chemical overriding everything. And movement -- when it's busy, it's very, very busy, with people scrambling around ships like Lilliputians on Mr. Gulliver; but when nobody's around, it's a giant mausoleum.
It's a fairly busy day. People coming and going. Sleek ships in and out. It takes two hours to fill a Hawker KJ -- just a small fact.
And when a shuttle comes in and lands...well, shuttles need fuel, too. Nobody takes notice.
At this particular fuel station, the situation is always...fluid.