B-099: Loyalists’ Rock, Downport Transit Bus
The transit bus has been making its way across the occasionally lit spaceport landing area between high hangar berms, following a row of guide lights.
It approaches a large, blocky building, in the side of which a door opens and the bus enters, redeploying its boarding tube to an entry airlock inside the garage.
There is a large viewing window indie the garage, the Legionnaire points at a figure visible within, “There’s usually at least one about when a ship lands.”
“Oh wonderful, thank you so much for your help.”
She will shake his hand.