Axioma Brut
Axioma Brut is used to describe both the planet and its singular city. It began as a Syndicate mining colony, but was claimed by the Federation after the Lacuna. Now, they trade their natural resources for colonists, and are a rapidly growing trade hub along the WayHall.
The planet is owned by the Federation, but has a strong Hedon presence. The Sorrows are trying to move in on the turf, resulting in some bloody streetfights.
The midtown streets of Axioma Brut's capital city—simply named 'Capital' by the Federation, who owned Axioma Brut—was as lively as they came. Street vendors made a living by 'bits--and-bobs and treats for your gob', as Turpin described it, shortly before chucking hologram Rukta at a vendor in trade for a kebab that may or may not have been meat.
Vess' eyes scanned, devouring, parsing. Eyes wide, jaw relaxed. Turpin saw a starlet come new to a big city. Maybe the wrong big city, but like the Federation liked to hammer into its populace: work is work.
"Great place, great scene. Axioma had jack-all to offer the Feds so, like every other idiot, said the Federation could take its dues from its natural resources. There's thousands of folks flooding in every day, cramming ten to a home like bio-bombs ain't no thing."
"Is it all just Feds and Hedon?" she asked. She kept her eyes trained on the rising skyline—the active section of the city was still only about ten-stories deep, but cranes towered far up into the night beyond what eyes could see, roofing the city to make a floor for a new, as it would be ad infinitum until the city or its economy collapsed—one always lead to the other, and seemed an inevitable fact of life in the Federation: if you're not growing, you're dying!
"Oh! No. By Dionysus, no. We've got every wedge of the Wheel here, I think, though most are just bad attempts to subvert the planets for themselves. That's why the Feds look the other way for Hedon, you know? Invasive species to keep out invasive species!" He broke into an ad-hoc song. "Ain't no Church, ain't no Pact, ain't no Syndicate to hold us back!"
A cold, rusted desert with warm lowlands due to volcanic emissions and magma lakes.
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