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Those that survived were outside the port facilities, almost entirely technicians and engineers with a smattering of tourists and support staff, and when Virus sealed and the facilities, killed the orbiting ships and every human that scutters and support droids could find, it was left to these several hundred folks to reestablish...and they did.
 
Those that survived were outside the port facilities, almost entirely technicians and engineers with a smattering of tourists and support staff, and when Virus sealed and the facilities, killed the orbiting ships and every human that scutters and support droids could find, it was left to these several hundred folks to reestablish...and they did.
  
In a flurry of activity, the satellite telecom dishes were cut from their comm arrays and the manual overrides released the already independent processing fuel facilities from further contamination...but the damage was done.
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In a flurry of activity, the satellite telecom dishes were cut from their comm arrays and the manual overrides released the already independent processing fuel facilites from further contamination...but the damage was done.
  
 
The atmosphere was thin and breathable - and that was the salvation. The Technical Staff survivors made a decision that would shape their future: they would work rebuild the port facility on a manual basis, laying low, processing fuel...because one day, ships would return, and they'd be ready.
 
The atmosphere was thin and breathable - and that was the salvation. The Technical Staff survivors made a decision that would shape their future: they would work rebuild the port facility on a manual basis, laying low, processing fuel...because one day, ships would return, and they'd be ready.
  
It was an interesting time.  Many scoffed at the idea, but even the scoffers looked around and knew, that without a goal people go mad.  And the world revitalized with a people who learned how to work and pick themselves up, young and old.  Even Marek, who took his place alongside those who figured out how to rebuild a technology that could go to space, but without the computers that proved so vulnerable to the virus.  And he got one of the best apprenticeship trainings that could have been found, working with the wise ones who figured out how to build a technology base from nothing.  All to prepare for the day when ships will come back through space, using who knew what to do it.
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And they were.
  
And the ships came. And they were ready.
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On the fringe of DL space, Holidai Downport armed itself with the residue of Imperial Technology and fortified, and when the Traders came back, began to turn a profit - fuel and repairs and port facilities for consumables and luxuries. Eventually, even though not that important in the greater scheme of things, the population made the deciision to transition from Independent to a member of the Dawn League...
  
On the fringe of DL space, Holidai Downport armed itself with the residue of Imperial Technology and fortified, and when the Traders came back, began to turn a profit - fuel and repairs and port facilities for consumables and luxuries. Eventually, even though not that important in the greater scheme of things, the population made the decision to transition from Independent to a member of the Dawn League. Secure in their place in the world and their ability to thrive. With a generation of young men and women eager to show that they can keep up with the best.
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...and that's when Marak was selected for the Academy.
  
...and that's when Marak was selected for the Academy.
 
  
 
Lets see...I think I've got him Squared Away...
 
Lets see...I think I've got him Squared Away...

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