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Aboard Irondrift, a system patrol station in orbit of Crigon's fourth moon, Lox.
An officer is on his break, taking a smoke in the artificial park of the station. The warmth of the cigar's newly-lit flame melts the frost building up on his canid nose. However, the experience is interrupted by the sudden call coming from a station scanner...
"Really? Mid-break? Must be important..."
He taps the device on his ear, opening communications with whoever sent the call.
"Hello? Is this Officer Faye?"
"Yes, why have you called me? I'm in the middle of a break here!"
"Something's drifted through the borders. Doesn't look too threatening, just some primitive-looking cannons..."
"I'll take a look at that once I'm finished, thank you."
Faye closes his communications, resuming his previous activities...
Meanwhile...
A small patrol group is sent to investigate the mysterious craft.