9
The advertising did continue inside. As Tarkus ran through his post-landing checks, Kaira stared in amazement at it all. Just how many adverts did they need? Especially if, as Tarkus had said, nearly every ship that landed would either belong to or be in service of the Corporation. The adverts were everywhere, to the point it was almost starting to feel like a joke.
Tarkus was still running through his checks when the console beeped and showed there was an incoming message. He broke off what he was doing and struck the control to open the channel. When he spoke his voice was far more controlled than his movements had been.
“This is Captain Tarkus of the Glimmer. How can I help?”
“Captain Tarkus, this is station control. We have been requested to provide you with priority tran
