Kuteznagrad, 08E.

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The ever expansive, industrialized city world of Kuteznagrad. Driven by the carnivorous socialist economy, the planet is covered in factories, assigned housing districts, and a massive amount of public transport and infrastructure. The planet is bare of many corporations, the few that exist are backed or ran by the government. There are symbols of the socialist government everywhere, from the go-to Sickle and Hammer to statues of valiant workers making a better Zeleniy. Proud, stone-faced factory workers standing tall with iron ingots over their shoulders, their determined eyes looking ahead of them, arrogantly sure of their future. The people shuffle about from place to place, using the expansive railways or simply walking.

The people all have atleast some small augmentations with them, usually to do with their job. Assembly line workers have some sort of eye augmentation to speed up hand eye coordination, the construction workers have big replaced arms and legs, and parts of their skull replaced with metal, the government workers usually have some kind of neural interface in the back of their skull. At first glance one would assume all Zeleniyans are cardboard cut outs. But not so.

The people of Kuteznagrad enjoy various different forms of entertainment. From hoidy-toidy operas and plays, to the club underground. Speaking of the underground, don't buy that batch of "goods" from that man dressed in black on the corner, he's probably in with the wrong crowd and the cops will do anything to meet their quota here.

Orbiting Kuteznagrad is a massive array of trading stations, as the unending flow of resource barges from other planets and in and out of the orbit is a common sight from orbit. Also present is the military. No matter where you fly in orbit or where you go in the city, you'll see them somewhere. Be it a patrol craft checking out ship credentials or a couple of soldiers on a smoke break.

Whether you're a human or a xeno, this place is very strange to those not raised in a production-heavy, socialist environment.

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Political Bureau, Political District, Kuteznagrad

The public transit shuttle had come to its designated stop. The daily routine for many Zelenu men and women, they got off at their stops and went to work. But, there was one, one who's routine did not involve waking up and going to work, he had another purpose. He was clad in bulky clothing, resembling a homeless man. He sported a beard, long brown hair and an oxygen respirator. He had come off the shuttle and made his way into the doors of the bureau.

He worked his way up through the line of politicians and aids that collected at the check in and welcome desks. He had checked in under an appointment with the Office of Foreign Affairs. He went through the extensive security line with little no hassle, and there he was. In the heart of the political centre of the Zelenu. He went to his appointment, there he waited, sitting in the waiting area to be called into the office of the minister.

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A Zeleniyan woman in business attire and a knee length skirt calls out to the man in awkward English, informing him that his appointment is due and the politician is waiting for him. He is pointed to a set of open doors, where a bald man wearing a Zeleniyan pin on his lapels stands to shake his hand, greeting him.

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A beat passes, silence. The man just stares. Another moment, the man goes to speak, he stops himself. Another moment - boom, an explosions engulfs the room as the coated man jams down on an R.C. detonator concealed in his left hand. The floor to ceiling windows of the office shoot out onto the street below, along with a large amount of debris.

The explosion was from an improvised suicide vest strapped to the homeless foreigner. The were eight cylinders wrapped around the man's chest. Four filled with a plastics explosive, and the remaining filled with a dark colored liquid that evaporated into the air on detonation. Trace amounts of said liquid is found anywhere the man had recently been.

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People scream and run away, covering their heads. An alarm rings loudly throughout the building, as several secluded doors marked "AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY" open simultaneously all around the building. Fast-response units, wearing all black para-military uniforms and SMGs, black field caps, and vests that read "POLIS" in white block lettering, come out of every corner of the political building, evacuating officials and civillians. In groups of four they rush important politicians out, using riot shields to cover every angle as they are rushed into their personal vehicles and quickly taken away.

Within 30 minutes the whole place is locked down, and an investigation team is on the scene, questioning shaken up government workers, politicians, and security guards. The video logs are taken and sent back to the investigative service's headquarters.

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Slums, Kutzengrad underbelly.

Deep within the underbelly slums of the death breathing capital city lies a huge shanty town sprawling various kilometers. The lowest of the low life there, the rail systems is old and deprecated, though the Zelenu are bound on using it to transport supplies through the city world.

Anarek wearing a new, almost state of the art exoskeleton, fitted with internal shock dampers, kinetic barriers, rebreathing system, and ballistic protection standby near a defilade on the edge of the tracks. As the monorail cargo train steams past the target location, a large explosion rocks the area. Sporadic gunfire echoes throughout the slums, the small insurgency completed their task, the train was derailed and the occupants slain. The cargo was stolen, it consisted of mass produced weapons, and other military paraphernalia. The wreckage was left smoldering as the crew responsible escaped. One of the bodies in particular, was left hanging from one of the junctions, left on display for the recovery team to see.