Virago
Spinward Docking
Even folded up tight as it would go, and the automatics, the caf was a right beastie to move from the docks through the halls to the arcade that was its destination.
Keeli Varge made part of the delivery team, using bounce rods and magnetic string to urge the caf gently down the halls and finally into a wide area, where the team boss called halt.
She looked around with interest. The space was larger than she had visualized, well lit and airy, with nothing of the derelict about it. Once the station was brought to understand the benefit of granting the Institute access, it would be quite a comfortable post.
“Keeli!” yelled the team boss, using the name she had given. “Quitcher daydreamin’ and get on that corner!”
“On it, Boss!” she yelled back, and got on her corner.