[b]Global Communication originating from the CIS [i]New Point[/i][/b]
"Greetings international communities, we are the Ceres Independence. For those of you who know of us, you know that we're in space, on an asteroid, with a space station in orbit. One of the largest and most advanced space stations. We come proposing a trade agreement to any who will attempt to honor and accept it. The Ceres Independence, as you may know, originated in America, where we can no longer operate safely from. Our landing pad and central groundside facilities are lacking in required resources, and have been damaged from unmentionable activities. We are currently in a state of discomfort and danger, as our only routes to the surface and back have been damaged beyond use. 

We require a new partner to assist us in our supplies and in our reconstruction groundside. In return for land and a runway built with specific specifications that we can send, with adequate facilities and transportation from the facilities, we will, in turn, start trade through our more advanced technologies that we have previously reserved. Oh, and a fifteen percent discount on bulk orders of resources that we provide. We remind those of you that are listening that we have very advanced technologies, and are the only ones possessing an off-world settlement, with off-world facilities.

That is all, thank you."

[b]Ceres Temporary Command Center[/b]
Commander Johnson leaned back in his chair overlooking the small room, with consoles on the left and right side, an extra-large screen at the very front with 4 more smaller screens arranged on either side, with the holographic display in the very middle. The display showed a view of Earth, the Moon, and far more distantly, Ceres. One of the shuttles was approaching them at high speeds [though considered very slow because of the distance], and was halfway through the route. On the shuttle was the Ceres Independence President John Walker, who has spent his entire life furthering the New Horizons Corporation, and later the Ceres Independence. Johnson was in charge of the private military they had on the asteroid, and the security of their various ships and outposts.

He traced the shuttle's projected flight path to Ceres, and its previous path from the New Point. Apparently, some group or something had raided their main landing base, and managed to force all 400 personnel to flee to the Ceres Independence's American Facility, where they would be fine for the time being with the automated defenses. 

He knew that someday, they would be the great pioneers, remembered as the people who took the first steps into a new era, and that while everyone else continued squabbling, they rose.

But that was later. Right now, he was watching several civilians enter the room and approach the holodisplay. After receiving permission from Johnson, they began muttering amongst their small group around the small railing/table the surrounded the display, and began designing the new plans for Ceres, and for future ships and extensions.

He left the room to the quiet humming of enough computer power to handle anything a computer geek could possibly come up with, and headed towards the gym. The lower gravity was a little hard to get used to; while more experimental artificial gravity devices had been installed, it was still low enough to mess with anyone unused to it.