LORNE ADMINISTRATION SPACE
Anders stood on the main deck watching the address revealing that they had found the true inheritors of Delta-4. There were mixed feelings going among the people within Lorne Space, he could see it in the faces of his crew. As the Prometheus
left with the artefact he was now faced with the issue of morale rather than an alien artefact of unknown origin. "Aide." The nearest Aide turned its head towards him, the visual receptor turning blue to indicate he had the A.Is
attention. "Cancel all shifts following the current one for 24 hours. Relay information back to the board that I am implementing a 24-hour compassionate break to allow people time to contact their families, celebrate or merely process these developments. All automated processes shall continue. "
Aide merely nodded his head, before turning back to his station. Not moving as he went to work.
Habitat 2-A // The Ring
Beer flowed freely from the taps as people chanted and cheered, drinks were spilt and tipped. In one corner an Old Woman sat with her peers, each of them talking as quietly as they could amongst themselves. While the young celebrated that the labour of their elders was done, there was fear among their predecessors. While some were destined to travel, and desired nothing more. There were those that found that this was their home, the Ring
was as much a labour of love as any of the infrastructure down on Delta-4, or elsewhere int he system. What would happen to all their hard work?