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{{Hatnote|This article is an entry into the [[Archive:Jen Loo Mining Tale Contest|Jen Loo Mining Tale Contest]]}}

The black expanse of space - massive, terrifying, beautiful. Cervator gazed out from the window in the large arrival hall at Pator Tech School in Aldrat he had finally made it to. A freshly made capsuleer, he had benefited from a decent endowment left by his parents, mixed with funds from an accidental death settlement with the refining corporation they had worked for until their recent untimely end. A whole quadrant of the crumbling station had collapsed, after a small impact from some space waste had hit a soft spot spider webbed by fractures caused over ages by metal fatigue. It had set off a cascading set of catastrophic tears opening across the barely held together outer bulkheads. His parents had been working to slowly put away enough ISK to provide a better future for their sole child, but their greatest hope was just that he'd be able to get a decent education and maybe leave the reprocessing plants in favor of a good solid Caldari desk job. Nobody in the family or known thereof had imagined that along with the settlement, there was just barely enough ISK for Cervator to undergo the treatment to become a capsuleer - gaining the ability to leave the old station they had lived on for generations, and fly through the galaxy at will, as a true citizen with all the special perks and benefits suitable for a capsuleer.

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A long escape followed. More than a hundred jumps later, further than Cervator had ever gone, they slowed down and started scanning the systems thoroughly. One wormhole had been found in the past by a single ship. Assembled from the freighter's cargo hold, they now had a hundred, equipped with the very best technology for which they could acquire blueprints for. They had enough resources to fortify a system, and enough supplies to keep going for years. They would find a wormhole back to k-space. Or they could set off for uncharted space, looking for clues to the mystery of what happened to these shattered systems. It was a wide open Universe, full of potential - the students had become graduates, and were ready to chart their own course through the ocean of possibility.

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+{{Hatnote|This article is an entry into the [[Archive:Jen Loo Mining Tale Contest|Jen Loo Mining Tale Contest]]}}
 The black expanse of space - massive, terrifying, beautiful. Cervator gazed out from the window in the large arrival hall at Pator Tech School in Aldrat he had finally made it to. A freshly made capsuleer, he had benefited from a decent endowment left by his parents, mixed with funds from an accidental death settlement with the refining corporation they had worked for until their recent untimely end. A whole quadrant of the crumbling station had collapsed, after a small impact from some space waste had hit a soft spot spider webbed by fractures caused over ages by metal fatigue. It had set off a cascading set of catastrophic tears opening across the barely held together outer bulkheads. His parents had been working to slowly put away enough ISK to provide a better future for their sole child, but their greatest hope was just that he'd be able to get a decent education and maybe leave the reprocessing plants in favor of a good solid Caldari desk job. Nobody in the family or known thereof had imagined that along with the settlement, there was just barely enough ISK for Cervator to undergo the treatment to become a capsuleer - gaining the ability to leave the old station they had lived on for generations, and fly through the galaxy at will, as a true citizen with all the special perks and benefits suitable for a capsuleer.
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 A long escape followed. More than a hundred jumps later, further than Cervator had ever gone, they slowed down and started scanning the systems thoroughly. One wormhole had been found in the past by a single ship. Assembled from the freighter's cargo hold, they now had a hundred, equipped with the very best technology for which they could acquire blueprints for. They had enough resources to fortify a system, and enough supplies to keep going for years. They would find a wormhole back to k-space. Or they could set off for uncharted space, looking for clues to the mystery of what happened to these shattered systems. It was a wide open Universe, full of potential - the students had become graduates, and were ready to chart their own course through the ocean of possibility.
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 [[Category:JenLooMiningTaleContest]]