Frigedæg Fallout

——-Jabari sat silent, without thoughts, and unmoving. He watched Luna in the distance coming slowly closer, or rather, them closer to it. The hazy blue in the background that was Earth was an afterthought to the colony city lights in the deep cold of the dark side of Luna shining through the blackness like stars inhabiting the surface. Growing up with the backside of metal walls to look at gave Jabari an appreciation for the simple beauty of space. It seemed that the further we as a species traveled into the deep dark the less appreciative we became of things like views, horizons, and beauty. That’s how it felt to him anyhow being exposed to the wrong side of a station, there wasn’t a readily amount of windows available for the scum back alley rats to gaze out of. ‘If there was a window, it was usually the wrong side of an airlock when you pissed off the wrong mouse,’ he thought.
——-A soft beep brought Jabari out of his reverie. It was the notification of the security checking in on the clearance of the ship. Jabari opened the channel, a woman’s voice spoke professional and to the point, “Freighter ship, Mae, state your purpose.”
——-The name sounded odd in Jabari’s ear, he didn’t refer to the ship by name and had almost forgotten it, “Refresh, refuel, and move on, that’s all I need Luna.”
——-“Understood. Submit trade and shipping licenses before approval,” the woman replied.

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