The flight from Brulantfort to Purvaux was long but quiet. The partial cloud cover was low, so the Medium Transport flew above the majority of the clouds on autopilot. You had a clear view of the star filled southern sky and were able to watch both small moons rise and set. As you approached Purvaux, the massive glowing structure was visible against the lush, green landscape. Your first impression was of a giant Christmas tree, 200 meters tall and three times that in diameter, made from three disks stacked one atop the other suspended from a central trunk. You contact Air Control for landing instructions and were informed that Purvaux only accepted flights during daylight hours. “Please contact the control tower after 0600 for specific landing instructions” stated the clearly very junior “official” assigned to babysit the overnight shift.
Fortunately, the Medium Transport was fully VTOL and the surrounding roads offered plenty of places to just land and wait for dawn.
The travel time afforded opportunity to discuss training with the AKOA in greater detail. Aiza, the adult female, suggested that the AKOA could certainly attempt to teach you to control your gift, but that such training would require time … “time away from people and cities, perhaps weeks of living in complete harmony with the planet” . Such a regimen would have to wait until after the Trill was recovered to begin. Nira, the adolescent female, would be the best one to teach you, but they all could help.
With the lightening of the sky, Traffic Control came online and you were given an approach vector and a landing berth assigned to your craft. Large panels on the roof opened to allow you access to a well lit and clearly numbered landing pad. You exited the security doors (whose code you set yourself) and were standing on a transportation corridor overlooking a large Central Park on the roof of the uppermost level. A bureaucrat with HandComp was waiting to collect your signature on the docking agreement and have you initial the Fees. You also had a long list of options available that included refueling, cargo handling, and security (all available for a small fee). He wasn’t obnoxious … more like a Hotel Concierge.
[You are looking for something called the P.I.E. Council - they are selling the Data Crystals you heard rumors about.]