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“1H10 NATV,” whispered Kaelen, tapping the flickering screen. “That’s the nav point. A Class-3 singularity core, heavy as a moon, drifting through the Perpetual Wake. And we’re supposed to catch it.”

“And if the core shifts?” Kaelen asked. ums512 1h10 natv

“Conduits hot,” Lina added, sweat beading on her forehead. And we’re supposed to catch it

“Then we become part of 1H10’s accretion disk,” Rina said flatly. “Suit up.” “Suit up

They were paid in one thing only: a new course, burned into the nav computer by the station’s dying AI.

Rina finally looked up. Her single good eye gleamed. “We’re not catching it. We’re roping it. There’s a relay station inside the Wake’s outer eddy. The singularity core’s gravity is the only thing holding the station’s orbit stable. We hook the core, tow it a few degrees portside, and the station’s autopilot triggers a distress beacon. Guild salvage rights. We’re paid.”