Tales From Tewanta

Wilson Port, Tewanta - 3306-08-16 7:46 GST Frank Bonetti stepped into the Outfitting Deck Crew's new break room. It was situated next door to their environment suit locker room. It had been completed a week earlier, and had already become most of the team's preferred breakfast location. Part of that was down to the excellent facilities: a beverage dispenser that produced passable versions of both tea and coffee, a food fabricator that made pretty tasty food, albeit, mostly from vat grown algae, yeasts, and mushrooms. The key ingredient though, was the camaraderie of the crew. They were up to twenty people now, but it still was that tight knit group from the days when the Official Tewanta Order ran the station. They'd worked long, tough hours together, helped out with the cleanup after the big station fire, and cheered each other on as they achieved personal successes. Because of that, it was a great place to catch t

Wilson Port, Tewanta - 3306-08-14 15:49 GST Sergeant Hugh Brown of Wilson Port Security Services stood outside the door of a small apartment in Cromwell Ward. Pavel Singh, from the forensics team, was just starting recording the state of the murder scene inside. Officers DeBrun and Wallace were keeping back the curious locals at a checkpoint at the end of the corridor. The sergeant was waiting for the detectives to arrive. Until forensics were done and detectives had done an on-site inspection, protocol dictated that the crime scene needed to have a police guard. In addition, if the detectives weren't able to conduct witness interviews that day, it was customary for the station security beat cops to gather statements. He hoped that wouldn't be necessary in this case. He had better ways to spend his time. His team had a lead on the location a pop up pharmaceutical laboratory that was packaging a cocktail of stimulants and