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Malastare/M.G Fuel Refinery "Base Alpha"
16:02 local time
It was their last day of duty with the Mining Guild. The Logos was all fixed up. The terrorists were dealt with and now they had nothing to do. Mid was sitting on a cosy chair on top of his ship overlooking the base. The first refining system was up and running, processing and refining the fuel and storing it all into enormous reservoirs. The fuel was amazing for high performance engines such as military warships...or pod-racers. Mid tried his hand at it and almost crashed but he didn't mind. Quite a fun pastime if one had the stones for it.
With nothing to do he trained with Irolia or kept himself busy with various lightsaber designs. But now on the last day of deployment he decided to kick back and have a drink while the workers were busy assembling the final parts for "Base Bravo". Supposedly there is going to be something between four and six bases constructed. This is an enormous operation to say the least.
Mid's helmet was on the roof next to his chair along with a pint of beer halfway finished. On his face was a pair of aviator glasses that he thought fit him pretty well. He was busy scrolling through his datapad, working on some logistics with his duties in the Empire. He had a few big plans in mind, and those plans required proper planning. "What are you planning on doing once we're done with this place?" he asked Irolia, casting a glance at her for a split second before looking back to his datapad.
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