----- In the frigid outer rings of the Great Father’s domain, where His holy light thins to a pale whisper, Poseidon sits upon its Lagrange throne. The ice-shrouded gas giant with a ring of ice gilding it in its own radiant glory, one of the brightest things in the night sky back on the Great Mother. Poseidon is a frozen chalice overflowing with the stuff of raw creation: vast atmospheric reservoirs of helium-3 and moons and comets with oceans of deuterium-3 rich waters. The artels of ЛAPC gather these exotic resources to birth artificial suns in ICF fusion reactors that power the fleets of all nations of the EoNH and its space ambitions as well.
The satellite Meowl is fixing here belongs to the Poseidon Harvest Array, specifically a communication satellite used to coordinate extraction efforts. With laser welder in paw, there’s nothing he can’t fix (except things that take a different tool).
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