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1st October, Aurora Transport Ship, Arraqeam License Number 7123712, Class : Luxury Cruiser Current Destination : Ryu 17 Mining Cluster
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Silver tones dominate the interior decorations of this cruiser, a logical choice to use color as a form of stimulant to human emotions, as it gives the illusion of grandeur. The electrical lights casts it's soft glow, and Kakashi, a simple cleaner, is quickly ordered to get out of sight when another passenger passes by. A form of segregation between the wealthy and the poor that has it's roots in human history, and it has since than worsened than those of the apartheid in the homelands of Africa.
The days will pass by quickly, as life on a contained ship is more often than not, boring. These seconds will flicker by so quickly, that the mind loses track of time. Artificial systems and it's side effects, indeed.
Cleaning is not exactly Kakashi's best skill, but he knows enough of this medieval chore, to do as the commanding officer desires. It's a measure to save cost, really. After all, human labour are cheaper than droids, what more when people can be produced in the billions from the cloning vets of Titan.
'Something please happen. I hate doing this... work.'
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4th October, Current Location: Sigma Belt
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Another day passes by, and Kakashi knows almost nothing of tbe passing. Constant pressured to do more and more work, Kakashi no longer bothers about the passing of time, something that could be manipulated by those who have the resources to do so.
But when he was told he was going to pass through the belt, somehow, something ticked.
'Pirates.' He somehow felt stupid. 'More delays.'
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A raid came, and it begins with the warning fire of high intensity lasers. Fearing for it's own life, the ship stopped obediently, and allowed the smaller but more agile ships to approached. From the available information, which happens to be visual information, Kakashi could tell the ships were self-constructed or constructed by colonies not under Arraqaem control. Well-armed with weapons, and maneuvrable, the leader of these pirates have made a good choice by picking the belt for a home base, as both are necessary to avoid large vagabond chunks of rocks pulled in multitude directions, thanks to the nearby gas giant.
The pirates came in, taking everything the wealthy could possess, and quite an array of other things. But when they found an unbountiful harvest, they abducted the civilians and hauled them back into their ships. Ransom, of course.
Watching silently as the pirates drag and force the hapless wealthy into their ships, Kakashi could not help but smirk. This was exactly what everyone should do to the ruling powers, a bunch of people who control the nation by money and influence. But alas, can't live with them, can't live without them.
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After all the wealthy passengers were captured, the pirates left, leaving a ship with no passengers, and no navigation crew.
"Oh shit... Nobody's gonna move this thing?" A fellow worksmen said.
Strange, that the pirates did not capture everyone, but then again, maybe they do not have the space for cheap labor which they can buy so cheaply. Slave trade, after all, is one of the most profitable sectors in the market. Why didn't they take the ship as well? Afraid of the presence of interstellar tracking devices, most probably.
Kakashi moved quickly to the bridge, a small cramped area for person to move the luxury carrier. Again, another method of saving costs.
"Now, to move this thing."
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End Trasmition.
Again, ignore this fic.