Hezia Garasi's Story

If she hadn't lived here most her life, Hezia could have sworn someone was moving the streets around on her. Well, her sister was always saying she'd get lost in a paper bag. Who would ever sit in a paper bag anyhow?

Hezia hurried past the Cosmodrome, weaving through surge of new arrivals to Aberash. After the God Champion defeat Li Xi over in Vien, Aberash had gotten all the more popular. She had little complaints. The more power Freeport used, the more hours she got at work.

Hezia Garasi answered her phone with a casual greeting and listened in to what the caller said. Her back straightened a bit - wow, a summoning. She couldn't think as to what would be so important as to call for a summons from her, but hey! It sounded like a promotion!

"Hezia Garasi," She stuck out her hand to the executive who was meeting her here at the Cosmodrome. An odd place to meet, but she supposed it had something to do with the job.

"Nice to meet you," He didn't give his name, but he was very smartly dressed, "I'm sure you already know what this is about so let's proceed."

"Er," Hezia began after the man, who had taken off towards the terminals at a speed seemingly too brisk for his form. He didn't seem to hear her and continued to talk.

"We're about to send it into orbit, the first shuttles scheduled to arrive here. However we've realized a bit of traffic problem in regards to our neighbors in Vien. As much as Freeport is a great stop before, it's about to become a..." The man wrinkled his nose and came to a halt by a set of double doors. He withdrew a card from his jacket and waved it before a spot on the wall. The doors opened and he powered through with Hezia confusedly in tow.

"A middleman of sorts. No thank you," He smiled with gem set teeth at Hezia, who mimicked a smile back in utter confusion. They turned a corner as he jabbered on about the right kind of tourists, the proper sort of attention, and how the infrastructure would break sooner than later with the expected influx, "Which is why!"

The pair came to a halt before a window the size of the entire wall, which was impressive considering it was as high as a hangar. Hezia tried to hide her confusion and gazed out at the gigantic structure beyond. What in the heck was that thing?

"The last piece!" The man exclaimed with his disco ball grin, "Are you ready to witness the finale of your hard work?"

Hezia continued to smile, but her brows betrayed how baffled she was. Hard work? Was...he? This meeting was for her, right? She took a moment to peep at the call log. Yes, that was her boss. But what...?

While Hezia was busy figuring out exactly why she was here, the man had procured a small silver box with a red button.

"Ready?"

Raphael passed the stranger while paying little heed to what was going on. His gaze was fixated on the terminal in front of him, where a large, but ancient ship was docked. The strange, angular design of the ship contrasted with the sleek, futuristic design of Freeport's coming and going.

Raphael didn't stop, but walked at a hurried pace towards his terminal.