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The Onyx Runner flew over the mesas and plateaus of the planet O'reen as the autopilot followed the charted path to the planet's protected zone. The protected zone was a portion of the planet that had been spared of the influence a corporate presence would provide. That meant no mining, no...
All roads lead here. The big green woman thought to herself as she descended the ramp of the Onyx Runner. Her platform boots thudded against the durasteel as she walked, Her freshly laundered synth-leathers loosened and stretched against her muscles and movement. Some of the fueling crews stared...