The City world of Axon, one of the few places to have well over two hundred races all existing in relative harmony. Of course some people still held their prejudices and when you have over four trillion people spread over the surface of a medium sized world, somebody is bound to dislike somebody else. But as a whole, the planet was a haven for trade, advancement, and celebration. Today was just like any other and it was partly helped by the crew of the Argent Dawn getting some much deserved shore leave. Mostly the crew split up to go and enjoy their time in their own ways, but now the two weeks have come to an end and the call was sent to return to the ship for another voyage out into the dangerous void.
The first to return was a a semi-young reptilian man, Varus, the Captain of the Argent Dawn. Sporting his military uniform he wandered back, relaxed and ready for what the next few months or so would have in store.
The sun was still coming up and the lazy shadow from the ship cast some shade down on the Litharian man, his scales enjoying the cooler temperatures. That was one thing a Litharians had to deal with in City-Worlds, warmer temperatures. As dwellers of colder planets, it was sometimes uncomfortable to deal with the metropolises. Yet that wasn't bound to ruin his day. Instead he took his place in the center of the hanger's ramp, sitting down on the joint where the the ramp would fold up to seal the ship in space.
Since this world had so much travel and traffic coming through, the larger ships had to dock in massive landing fields and use the hanger or vehicle bays to get off ship. So if the crew was to come on board it was going to be past him. And just so, a few crewmembers got an early rise like him and pasted by, exchanging greetings and returning to their bunks, to join the ones who decided to just stay on board the ship.
The first to return was a a semi-young reptilian man, Varus, the Captain of the Argent Dawn. Sporting his military uniform he wandered back, relaxed and ready for what the next few months or so would have in store.
The sun was still coming up and the lazy shadow from the ship cast some shade down on the Litharian man, his scales enjoying the cooler temperatures. That was one thing a Litharians had to deal with in City-Worlds, warmer temperatures. As dwellers of colder planets, it was sometimes uncomfortable to deal with the metropolises. Yet that wasn't bound to ruin his day. Instead he took his place in the center of the hanger's ramp, sitting down on the joint where the the ramp would fold up to seal the ship in space.
Since this world had so much travel and traffic coming through, the larger ships had to dock in massive landing fields and use the hanger or vehicle bays to get off ship. So if the crew was to come on board it was going to be past him. And just so, a few crewmembers got an early rise like him and pasted by, exchanging greetings and returning to their bunks, to join the ones who decided to just stay on board the ship.