((Well i`m in the asteroidbelt that surrounds the same solar system as you Zman.))
From the darkness of the Matriarchs deepest bowels 2 bright blue lights gazed over the small band of raiders below. They had just came back from a scavange raid of an unknown vessel. The belt was a absolute graveyard of the things. All manner of shapes, sizes and orgines could be found there. But the legio could not be less interested in them. The only usefull things were the materials they were made off or could be converted to. Large eggsacklike canisters were being cut out of the ships by a group of what were often nicked brutes. Mutants of the Legio that were more like a gorrila in shape and strenght. Good for heavy lifting and manual labor, but absolute rubbish in a fight. A suprising ammount of biomatter was harvested this time. That would indicate that there had been loads of creatures or plants on the vessel. But that was undefinable at this point. Once the Raiders cot their tentacles on it it was soon reverted into a goo-ish soup. The labrats could make fuell and food from it, something that was always scarce. The young man was lost in thought for a moment when a siren was sounded. Glee came into the pupilless eyes, a trader caravan had been located.