556 Swarmed

"It's a conspiracy, I tell you." Nico declared the next morning when the arrival notices of shiploads of potential students began to ding on her watch's communicator.

"We did not think this through well enough." Max agreed.

Medusa had carefully vetted the candidates, in her own words, and arranged the walk-through today to give parents an opportunity to reconsider, as well as explore the facility that their kids would be staying and learning at.

But what she had forgotten to factor in was that two parents for every student, plus any other kids they brought along, meant that she had booked thirty thousand people, who were all wealthy enough to have their own private space-faring yachts, to arrive at Terminus on the same day.

If they had no objections, they would be leaving their students here to settle into the dorms and returning home.