Aurora-052

The hub level was bustling. Voices overlapping one another as groups talked and plates clattered against the wooden tables. It was mid-afternoon, all were awake, even the slow-risers, ready to either finish up work or start on necessary projects they had chosen sleep in turn of- although regrettably for most. The peaceful hum of energy could be heard flowing through the floor, and the lights on the ceiling redirected their fluorescent buzz of little clumps of foe dust towards the main stage of the open hub floor. A little creature was there with a microphone in his shadowy hand, his voice broadcasted around the main hub as he told jokes that were mediocre at best, but his will to keep going and desire to put so much character into everything he said was endearing. Entertainment had switched throughout the day, from someone reading off updates to schedules, singers, to now a comedian doing his very best. Often a musical band would be on by late afternoon and into the night on non-party planned days, so that the relaxing tunes would help mellow off the crowd and lead them to their ritualistic slumber.

As activities continued in the hub, as more people sat down with their friends or docked crew at the tables to enjoy a meal, there was a screeching sound over the broadcast system, but as those at the tables looked towards the lindost on stage, he could merely hold his hand up and shake his head, for he was not at fault.

The entertainer let his arm fall, microphone away from his face, as the broadcast crackled again. An announcement, an update, perhaps something had gone wrong and they all had to- Oh, no, the system cracked once more and the familiar voice of the intercom handler said something along the lines of "soundware is exper- difficulties- disengage the microphones on sta-" before it cut off into quiet static. As if such a thing posed an issue; the comedian raised his voice on his own and continued on.

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One rubasyn's ears perked up from the gagged announcement, her ears now pinned back in annoyance from the irritating sound. She had been speaking with one of the dock managers before being rudely interrupted.

"And we're supposed to be out of here by 8pm, I thought they'd all be at least signed off as prepared by now. Gather them or something, I have to do my own tasks, not babysit some strangers into scampering into a ship." The turquoise rubasyn said to the manager, a lefiká with a red-toned hide, who only nodded and wrote something on his clipboard. The manager ripped off a piece of paper and handed it to the rubasyn, saying "These are the names of your new crew members. Bring it to a room organizer and they'll dispatch some alerting notes."

As the lefiká left to deal with another, Tacenda looked at her paper and read the names. All strangers, all new people she had never met but would be dealing with for at least a few weeks. Her project needed a decent ship, however, no basic voyager would cover her equipment needs, so she had no choice for the time being.

Station Zariel was huge, those she was now looking for could be anywhere, she was unsure where to begin besides get room numbers from the names she now had. Start with the first, the list was alphabetical- she tapped a thumb claw on the words "Adam"- until she saw what that name belonged to and she quickly skipped to the next. ". . . Alright. Let the hunt begin."