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@@ -192,9 +192,10 @@ The Alliance
and the massive rain of high-speed metallic debris following it. Some managed to retreat
to Tsu-Khan space, most fell victim to the united firepower of the Alliance fleet.
- News of the victory spread like fire through the Colonies, and the battle became legendary
- even before the Alliance fleet had returned. The heroic tales of the fleet plowing through
- the Emperial forces like a knight with a spear, gave birth to the name "Battle of The Lance".
+ News of the victory spread through the Colonies like fire, and the battle became legendary
+ even before the Alliance fleet had returned home. The heroic tales of the fleet plowing
+ through the Emperial forces like a knight with his spear, gave birth to the name
+ "Battle of The Lance".
Turning of the Tide
@@ -213,7 +214,7 @@ I. Chocolate milk
A cup of steaming hot chocolate milk! There were times I would have
laughed it the mere idea, but in these outskirts of the galaxy
chocolate was a hard to find commodity. And fresh milk? You'd have to
- have almost criminal connections to find it. fortunatly I had, and I did.
+ have almost criminal connections to find it. Fortunatly I had, and I did.
These were times for celebration. I had spend the loan I managed to get
from the local planetary bank on a small transport ship and I had just
finished my first day of marmitium transport from the Regula mining
@@ -273,7 +274,7 @@ I. Chocolate milk
a fresh start in live and I was determined not to let it get ruined by unfortunate
circumstances.
- It was hard to ignore the massive battleship looming over the station, but I docked and
+ It was hard to ignore the massive battleship looming over the outpost, but I docked and
went straight to the bar. The bartender looked at me as I walked in and pointed me to
my regular place at the bar. "I'll be right back", he said, and disappeared into the kitchen
compartment. As on most quiet evenings, the regular customers were kind enough to leave
@@ -299,9 +300,9 @@ II. Surprises
The military is always involved in business the common man would rather not know about, but I had
to admit, it just didn't sound right. A battleship in the Ghant system was curious, but a
more permanent presence didn't make any sense at all. I picked up the small metal spoon lying
- next to my cup and stirred my hot milk. "I wouldn't worry to much. They've probably discovered
+ next to my cup and stirred my hot milk. "I wouldn't worry too much. They've probably discovered
some interesting radiation in the neighbourhood and now they want to turn it into a weapon. You
- know these kind of people, of it goes kabooom, they immediately like it. "Besides", I continued,
+ know these kind of people, of it goes kabooom, they immediately like it." "Besides", I continued,
"the system has been quiet for months. I haven't seen a pirate in ages".
The tone in my voice couldn't hide my longing for more dangerous and exiting times,
@@ -341,3 +342,9 @@ II. Surprises
The spot grew larger as the ship approached the station.
+III. The suit
+
+ The design of the ship was unfamiliar. It looked like a patrol craft, armed to the teeth
+ and ready to defend itself if it were necessary. Fortunatly it looked like the pilot
+ had a more quiet evening in mind. It made a gracious arc around the Custodian before
+ heading straight to the docking clamps.