Deep within the cold, metallic confines of his lair, Joost DeSnaijler watched with unblinking eyes as data streams flickered across a series of holographic displays. The room was devoid of warmth, both physically and aesthetically. Harsh lighting illuminated the industrial space, filled with advanced technology. There were no personal touches, no signs of humanity—just a…
The Mandoleer’s Folly glided through the vast expanse of the Alberta Sector, its crew on edge after recent rumors about Joost DeSnaijler’s possible survival. Spacedawg stood on the bridge, reviewing the mission details relayed by Celine Ebner. “Celine’s briefing is pretty clear,” Spacedawg said, addressing his senior officers. “We’re here to investigate reports of large-scale…
The Mandoleer’s Folly buzzed with energy as it prepared to leave the Fort Smith System. Captain Spacedawg Pauly stood at the helm, his eyes scanning the data feeds and displays with a mix of anticipation and curiosity. “All systems are green, Captain,” Ed Alvis reported from his station. “We’re ready to fold.” Spacedawg nodded, a…
