Last Ones

Pages 22-23 The last pages of issue one. We’ll be compiling these soon along with more art and lore articles, which we’ll be publishing for free.  #howimetyourmother

SEC’s standard issue pistol is the P-223, a very durable gun chambered for .45 caliber rounds. Military variants are modified with magnetic coils to increase velocity and energy output, but are heavily-restricted outside SEC and CMS forces. Aster has one, but don’t tell anyone that.

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He is personally responsible for the operation that brought down the sixth ship twenty years ago, when he fought in the Sheng-Ouranos campaign, a relatively short war between two rival colonies. 

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13-14 The Colonial Militia Service, or CMS, are the planet-based military divisions that serve on smaller SEC-controlled worlds. Often heavily subsidized by SEC, the CMS are tasked with maintaining the peace and level of security on colonies that can’t afford their own armed forces. Ironically, while CMSs were created so that citizens could defend their homes, recent developments have pushed SEC to raise more and more levies from CMSs. In Vigdis and Ceres’ homeworld of Sierra, for example, roughly two out of every five Militiamen are conscripted into service for SEC. 

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The Multiple-Use Lab Uniform, or MLU are standard fatigues worn by personnel of the Space Expedition Commission (SEC). MLUs were generally designed for combat, but were eventually phased out, but retained in service as work uniforms. MLUs are flame-retardant,cut-resistant, non-conductors, and are thermoflexible, meaning they can cool personnel in hot temperatures, and warm personnel in frigid conditions. They are not, however, particularly known for being comfortable.  They come in a wide variety of colors, like white, blue, and red, and their colors denote the personnel’s role and position. Trainees and students often wear light-blue MLUs, except Ranger Cadets, who wear dark-blue MLUs. 

We’re finally past the prologue!

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Investigation said that the columnists weren’t there, but the farmer was part of a smuggling ring. They stockpiled  in his barn and shipped illegal biofuels that they made from bushwheat and distilled to some really potent drugs. The entire barn lit up like crazy and knocked everyone over. The house, which was just a few yards away, collapsed. When they dug him out, the artist was pinned to the ground by a wooden beam, his back shattered. Could never walk again, they said.  The overseer would never see the artist again, but years later, as a civvie,he saw the painting in an art gallery while on his way to work. He recognized the name under the painting, but even worse, he recognized the story it told. Guy cried right there, on the street, in front of the store window.  I don’t know when he bought the print, but I heard that he avoided that route for weeks until the painting was finally bought. It’d be months before he finally got past the nightmares, and years before he loosened on the triggers. He bought a print online as his way of putting the past to rest, and kept it in his office ever since. If you’re ever in his office, you should take a good look at the print. You’ll notice that on the frame, he added his own plate on it and gave the painting another name. He named it “Home.” 

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