Sol system FS-175

Gas Giant Planet Chartreuse

From the outside perspective of space, a large ship meant for hauling cargo can be seen coming out of its warp, and just outside the gravity well of the massive planet; within the bridge of the cargo ship, various Nephrites are seen managing the flight controls, with a Nephrite captain standing at the main helm of the flight controls. As the ship drifted in space for a bit, the captain pinged into the communications of the planet.

After several seconds passed, and a large holomonitor came to life in front of the Nephrite captain, on the other end of the call, A yellow Olivine looked up from her desk to address the Nephrite and the ship she arrived in on, "Greetings, please give announce the security code to precede, you have exactly one minute, until orbital defense shoot you down." she sternly commanded with no room for argument.

The Nephrite Captain, used to the routine by now with how often she delivers her shipments to the planet, Relaxed her shoulders she responded to the Administrator of Yellow Diamond's Black Site planet, "Salutations!" Began the Nephrite Captain, "Clearance 137 dash m3 dash 1n. Waiting for response." She intoned.

The Yellow Nephrite typed into something offscreen, before shaking her head, "That code is a week old, you have forty five seconds left." she warned the Nephrite.

"Hm." Nephrite grumbled, before slapping her face in embarrassment that she forgot that the security code was changed recently, "Clearance code kn0 dash 0ck dash 1n9."

Once again, the Yellow Olivine typed into something offscreen, but this time she nodded, "You're cleared, please proceed forward." She instructed the gems within the bridge that could hear her, before the holoscreen blinked away, allowing all the Nephrites on board to began working on the ship's systems, and for the Nephrite captain to take the helm and begin flying down into the upper clouds of the gas giant.

As the cargo ship descended into the upper atmosphere of the gas giant, the atmospheric pressure of the planet bared down on the ship as it sailed through the clouds; various floating facilities could be seen hovering in the upper reaches of the gas planet's atmosphere, with several facilities seemingly intaking the gas clouds from the bottom up. The facilities sucking up the gas clouds would later expel lesser parts of the gas clouds it sucked up from the bottom and expel out at the top of each facility.

Occasionally from within the clouds, lightning would strike out at the facilities, and hit large poles on the top and bottom of them, before dissipating into the buildings; one the sides of the floating facilities, were large capsules that trapped the lightning into the glass containers, before being pulled inside and replaced by an empty glass capsule.

The Cargo ship on the other hand, would fly by each one, as none were its destination; as the Nephrites occasionally glanced outside through the bridge windows as they worked in the bridge of the ship, they could see heavy traffic of ships flying from facility to another, transporting supplies and passenger gems to their next jobs site. It was soon seen within the gem ship, that a large swirling cyclonic storm was now in sight.

One of the Nephrites spoke up, as the ship approached Gas giant's massive storm, "Approaching gamma storm zero three zero, readying dampeners." she intoned, before shortly a sound echoed within the walls of the ship.

It was then the windows lit up to show a charted path for the ship to safely pass in through the massive cyclonic storm, and for the cargo ship to enter into the eye of the storm that was their destination. The ship shook a bit as the Nephrite Captain sailed the ship through the high winds of the planet's large winds storm, and as it seemed the storm was about to get worse for the ship from how loud the muffled howling winds of the storm echoed into the ship, it was then the ship finally entered into the eye of the storm, and everything was calm.

Clouds seemed to part passed the ship's windows as the Nephrite Captain piloted the cargo ship through the eye of the storm, in the center of it all, was a massive facility with heavy traffic of gem ships carrying their cargo in an out of the storm to the massive facility; Said Facility could barely be called a simple facility, with how large it was. Hovering within the center of the storm, the facility had a dome-like roof with angular surfaces that shone a little from the planetary system's sun shining down through the gas giant's clouds a bit.

The dock that the Nephrites were flying towards, was one of many in which various gem ships loaded and unloaded their supplies and workers; As the Nephrite Captain finally reached a clearance space for her to dock the ship at, a large mechanical arm reached out from the facility, and assisted the ship in fully docking onto it. With a loud hiss and kerchunk of the ship connecting its ports to the facility's dock, a bubble shield dropped down around the ship, closing it off to the outside elements of the storm.

From out of the windows of the ships, all sorts of gems of the Olivine Gem line could be seen working at the docks to transport supplies, checking inventory, all the way up to foreman workers that yelled out orders to keep the various gems in line.

"It never fails to astound me to see so many gems of the Olivine family gem line to be in one place at one time." One of the Nephrites spoke up as everyone began getting up to begin getting to work on getting the supplies aboard the ship off and to whichever gems were charged with receiving the supplies they were tasked to transport to the ship.

As the crew exited out from the bridge and headed towards the back of the ship where they needed to offload their cargo, the Nephrites continued to converse, "Wasn't this 'blacksite' facility the idea of that Citrine Commander of Yellow Diamond's?" A Nephrite asked as they all herded into the cargo bay of the ship, with one of them pressing a button on a nearby wall to open a large door up on the side, baring the sight of the chaos outside that was the facility's dock workers working around the clock.

"I think so." Another Nephrite conversed with the former, while everyone else went to work taking stock of everything to make sure all supplies made it intact and everything arrived in peak condition.

"But why call it a black site? I don't see anything black about it." The former Nephrite spoke back up as she worked with the Nephrite she was conversing with, while jotting down a few notes into her dataslate pad as she glanced across the section of the cargo hold she was in charge of to make sure everything was in order.

The other Nephrite spoke back as she scanned the supplies with a gem tool of hers, "I believe I heard something about it having to be less about the color, and more about it being a terminology." she answered as she finally finished scanning the supplies she was charged with, and looked to the Nephrite she conversed with her single eye, "It has to do with this place and planet being an unacknowledged part of the Diamond Empire."

The former Nephrite blinked her eye, as she finished her task, and looked to the other Nephrite, "Unacknowledged?" she asked with a confused look, "You mean this place isn't signed off by Yellow Diamond to be in operation?"

The other Nephrite shook her head as she paused in her work to speak more clearly as she faced the Nephrite she spoke with, "It is, and it is not, something about keeping certain aspects under wraps until various projects are deemed manageable and worth investing into." she corrected her fellow Nephrite.

The former Nephrite shrugged to herself, it was more complicated the more she asked, so for now she decided to drop the conversation, and talk about something else as they all back assisting each other in getting the supplies out and offloading them to their designated zones for whichever Fayalite was in charge of receiving the supplies.

Yellow Olivine

The Gem Admin of the gas giant planet Chartreuse, Yellow Olivine, can be seen within a large room outfitted with various monitors and consoles in front of her; she sat within a floating angular yellow chair, at present she was typing away on one of her holokeyboards as her eyes focused on the holomonitor in front of her. Streams of data and lines of code fed from top down, and after several seconds passed by, Yellow Olivine finally finished with an input equivalent of an 'enter' keypad.

With her work done for now, Admin Olivine sat back and crossed her arms as she watched the data work itself out, her eyes skimming through the influx of coding that flowed from the left to the right in response to her command inputs. Lifting her hand up, she fidgeted with her visor over her eyes, and relaxed her arm back down onto her lap as she crossed her leg over to continue to wait for the data to finish processing.

The Yellow Olivine's appearance was that of short blonde hair, an orange and yellow shirt that was covered under a lab coat; she wore an ochre colored skirt, while her shoes were simple amber colored boots. The Gem's visor over her eyes was dark orange, its width was just wide enough to cover her eyes.

A ping prompted the Admin gem know that the process was done, and soon a holoscreen popped up beside her on her chair's armrest, allowed her to tap on it and have it project out from the wristband on her arm; Standing up to walk around a bit, Yellow Olivine began tapping into the holoscreen that was projected out of her wristband, and began analyzing the data more closely.

As Admin Olivine walked around her workspace, a buzzer rang from an important line, earning the Yellow Olivine's full attention. "Oh dear" she mumbled to herself as she keyed into her wristband to save the documents for further perusal later, and allow her to give the caller her full attention.

Striding towards the center of the room, where a round table with various buttons in it was, Yellow Olivine approached the table and pressed a few input commands before stepping back and holding up a crisp Diamond salute.

With some pause in delay as a holoscreen popped up and some interference played a bit before the screen cleared up to show Yellow Diamond, sitting within a chair; her legs were crossed, with one foot resting her knee, she resting her elbows on her lap as she leaned forward in her chair. Yellow Diamond's hands were steepled, covering her lower face with an expression of contemplation as she began to converse with the Yellow Olivine gem on the other end.

"Olivine." Yellow Diamond spoke with a crisp tone, "Report, how goes project 7hund32 dash c14p?" she inquired from the gem.

Yellow Olivine relaxed her arms and folded them behind her back as she began to preen at being able to divulge the success of one of the planet's ongoing projects. "Remarkably well, My Diamond!" She began to gush in excitement, "Citrine's ideas are full of interesting takes on weapons of warfare! Why, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you created the most cream of the crop Citrine gem!" She remarked with an excited expression.

"Get to the point, Olivine, you can compliment my work some other time." Yellow Diamond rolled her eyes as she sat up in her chair and gave the embarrassed Yellow Olivine gem an expectant look, "Has your facility finished my Citrine's idea?"

With excitement now bubbling from within her, Yellow Olivine coughed into her fist before going into detail off what they finished so far, "At present, we have a prototype ready for testing, we just need to requisite an appropriate ship and retrofit the weapon onto it, and test in on one of the nearby moons." she explained to her Diamond.

"Hmm." Yellow Diamond pondered to herself as she glanced to the side in thought, before looking back at Yellow Olivine with a simple satisfied smile, "No, I think I'll have my Little Citrine come by instead, and pick it up on her way back to homeworld." she told the Admin gem.

"My Diamond?" Yellow Olivine questioned her Diamond with a quizzical look, "While it's not my place to question you, wouldn't you prefer that we test it first, before giving it to Commander Citrine?" she inquired.

Yellow Diamond waved off Admin Olivine's worries, "you'll just be wasting it on simple organic life forms, the weapon was brought up with gems in mind, correct? What better way than to test it on the next planet that rebels?" she smirked at the end.

"OH!" Olivine remarked with a look of awe, "You're right, my Diamond! What's the time frame for when Commander Citrine will arrive to pick up the weapon?" she questioned her Diamond.

Yellow Diamond mulled it over, before responding to the Olivine admin, "Given her shining track record, you have at least a week and a half, to a month at most, so best make sure your facility has the prototype ready for pickup." She instructed the Admin gem.

"My Diamond!" Yellow Olivine saluted her Diamond, "We'll be waiting for her arrival." she answered back with a determined look.

"Good." Yellow Diamond acknowledged as she stood up, "Over and out." She said as the transmission cut off.

Admin let out a nonexistent breath of awe and giddiness, "Oh Dear." she remarked as she fanned herself, "Yellow Diamond is so radiant!" she remarked, before slapping herself and breaking herself out of her fanning over her Diamond, and furrowed her brow. "And not just that!" she began to say as she clenched her fists in excitement, "Commander Citrine is gonna drop by to pick up the weapon she suggested about! Not just that, she's visiting the Blacksite planet she came up with about to Yellow Diamond! I gotta get everyone ready!" she fretted as she sped out of her office, to begin getting everything ready for Commander Citrine's arrival.