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Duty Bound

With so many loyal vessels undertaking the Council's search mission the station felt vulnerable. The Watch had to patrol the streets of the fortress and the space surrounding it. The force was stretched thin.

He was happy to offer his aid. The brief joy of answering a call for help. Hopefully there would be no serious trouble. Part of him, though, would welcome it. A flash of danger, the ring of the alarum. Something to pull from him that sense of purpose, the feeling of adventure. 

Chem Finder sat on the edge of the balcony of the Watchtower in the Greenery district, eyes scanning the curving laneways below for any disturbance.