The innermost chamber of station slightly off-center of an anonymous patch of deep space. There is a series of forcefields, and within, a pedestal. On top sits a small black box. Softly glowing lights play across the surface, in subtly and intricately meaningful patterns.

Between the fields and the door stands a man-shaped figure. The box is what he's here for, but he pays it no mind. It's not the reason he's waiting.

An indicator light above the door changes color, and the figure stiffens almost imperceptibly before schooling itself back to its naturally relaxed posture.

The door opens with a hiss.

The innermost chamber of station slightly off-center of an anonymous patch of deep space. There is a series of forcefields, and within, a pedestal. On top sits a small black box. Softly glowing lights play across the surface, in subtly and intricately meaningful patterns.

Between the fields and the door stands a man-shaped figure. The box is what he's here for, but he pays it no mind. It's not the reason he's waiting.

An indicator light above the door changes color, and the figure stiffens almost imperceptibly before schooling itself back to its naturally relaxed posture.

The door opens with a hiss.

The innermost chamber of station slightly off-center of an anonymous patch of deep space. There is a series of forcefields, and within, a pedestal. On top sits a small black box. Softly glowing lights play across the surface, in subtly and intricately meaningful patterns.

Between the fields and the door stands a man-shaped figure. The box is what he's here for, but he pays it no mind. It's not the reason he's waiting.

An indicator light above the door changes color, and the figure stiffens almost imperceptibly before schooling itself back to its naturally relaxed posture.

The door opens with a hiss.

The innermost chamber of a station slightly off-center of an anonymous patch of deep space. There is a series of forcefields, and within, a pedestal. On top sits a small black box. Softly glowing lights play across the surface, in subtly and intricately meaningful patterns.

Between the fields and the door stands a man-shaped figure. The box is what he's here for, but he pays it no mind. It's not the reason he's waiting.

An indicator light above the door changes color, and the figure stiffens almost imperceptibly before schooling itself back to its naturally relaxed posture.

The door opens with a hiss.