CH3: Breakout, Part 2

The Collapse of Hellas Trading 

Hellas Trading was a major state-backed venture to open the rich mineral deposits of the Hellas crater to exploitation. The company was chartered by Elysian Autarch Miraxus II in 5,010 AD; although officially state-owned, it was primarily funded by public bond sales, with total subscriptions reaching three billion Elysium Therms by 5,020 AD. The initial aim of the company was to build a rail line through the forbidding terrain between Elysium and Hellas, which would allow the exploitation of the rich uranium and tungsten deposits of the crater.

CH3: Breakout, Part 1

“If you want to know who your friends are, get yourself a jail sentence.” -Charles Bukowski 

Mara sits cross-legged in the dark, a carbine in her lap, knees brushing up against steel walls. Fir sits across from her, the fur of his legs brushing up against her. The air in the box is stiflingly hot, but she endures. She has endured worse then this, she keeps reminding herself, and will endure worse yet.

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Interlude 13: A Fair Trade

“...has promised a full investigation into the collapse of Hellas Trading.” The students at the bar respond with a chorus of catcalls. “Director Trev Gersettus could not be reached for comment, but the Autarch's appointed administrator has denied rumors that he has left the city.” The students quiet as the newsfeed moves on to the next story – some of them lost inheritances in Hellas, she's willing to bet.

Interlude 12: Fundraising

Spirit, how long has it been? Six years? It hasn't changed at all.

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Interlude 11: Making Friends

“Earth is our home, our birthright! Any man or woman that stands between us and the reconquest is a traitor to our species – and we all know the payment for treason!” The crowd roared approval. There weren't more then a few dozen of them, but they made up for their lack of numbers in enthusiasm. “How long will our so-called masters stand in our way? How long will they deny the will of the people? Only you-” and now Dee's voice dropped from her haranguing shout to a soft, gentle tone - “only you can decide. Thank you.”