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Man, I feel so conflicted right now. Enalais, bravo sir, bravo. A part of me really hopes you blow me and my men away and survive...
I posted IC. It isn't much, but something to get started. You are essentially waiting in the city for the ship to be repaired and restocked. Until then, you are free to do whatever you want, look for work, buy things, rob a store, hire crew, etc.
If you ever want to try finding NPC crew to hire, you could use your compad, dataslab, or ship computer to post essentially a help wanted ad, or use your Culture/Spacer skill to look for one/run into an old spacer friend or something.
If you ever want to try finding NPC crew to hire, you could use your compad, dataslab, or ship computer to post essentially a help wanted ad, or use your Culture/Spacer skill to look for one/run into an old spacer friend or something.
Tuesday, February 1, 3200.
The planet Al-habash was a massive trade hub located in the Deianara system, which in turn was essentially in the middle of nowhere. The system was one of the largest in the sector, home to three inhabited planets and millions of people, but the nearest neighboring system was two weeks travel away with most ships. Merchants, smugglers, traders, and corporations all brought their wares to the planet to be sold. Mercenaries and spacers looking for work frequented the many bars and spaceports of the planet, and millions of credits changed hands each day in the planet’s capital. Essentially any service imaginable, legal or illegal, was available on some way on Al-habash.
The Nightingale had been trapped in the city’s spaceport since the ship had arrived several hours earlier. It was undergoing heavy repairs, refueling, and restocking after its last “expedition”. The crew had been asked to give the repair crew their compad information and would be contacted when the repairs were completed and they could return to their ship.
After paying for the repairs and supplies, the crew was essentially broke. What was left of the credits from their last job were now gone, leaving them with only pocket change. However, it wasn’t difficult for spacers to find work here. In fact, work tended to find the spacers, and this was true for the crew of the Nightingale.
“E” and Senth had already received several messages on their respective devices from people in need of a ship and a crew. The first message was from someone needing a shipment of medical supplies transported to the neighboring planet Meda. The second message was from a “Dr. Zaitsev” requesting transport offworld, and the third was from a representative of the “Spiker Cooperative” looking for a ship to investigate the loss of a Spiker ship in Orteguilla system.
The planet Al-habash was a massive trade hub located in the Deianara system, which in turn was essentially in the middle of nowhere. The system was one of the largest in the sector, home to three inhabited planets and millions of people, but the nearest neighboring system was two weeks travel away with most ships. Merchants, smugglers, traders, and corporations all brought their wares to the planet to be sold. Mercenaries and spacers looking for work frequented the many bars and spaceports of the planet, and millions of credits changed hands each day in the planet’s capital. Essentially any service imaginable, legal or illegal, was available on some way on Al-habash.
The Nightingale had been trapped in the city’s spaceport since the ship had arrived several hours earlier. It was undergoing heavy repairs, refueling, and restocking after its last “expedition”. The crew had been asked to give the repair crew their compad information and would be contacted when the repairs were completed and they could return to their ship.
After paying for the repairs and supplies, the crew was essentially broke. What was left of the credits from their last job were now gone, leaving them with only pocket change. However, it wasn’t difficult for spacers to find work here. In fact, work tended to find the spacers, and this was true for the crew of the Nightingale.
“E” and Senth had already received several messages on their respective devices from people in need of a ship and a crew. The first message was from someone needing a shipment of medical supplies transported to the neighboring planet Meda. The second message was from a “Dr. Zaitsev” requesting transport offworld, and the third was from a representative of the “Spiker Cooperative” looking for a ship to investigate the loss of a Spiker ship in Orteguilla system.
Raddum said
I'm picking up my Pre-Order copy of Borderlands: The Pre-Sequel today, and promised to start a run with my nephew. Apologies if I'm not around too much during today, I'll be around to get a post up tonight though.
Alright. That's fine.
The problem I see with it is that LAAT's don't have seats. The passengers literally just stand in the back while holding onto handles attached to the ceiling.
On the bright side, don't need to worry about rescuing wounded.....*single tear*
I probably won't post an IC tonight, I have other things to do. It'll probably be up sometime tomorrow.
Jax and the small group of guys he is with are in cover behind a building. Everyone else with them is probably dead....really dead.
So, shall I start work on the first IC post?
P.S. Your ship still needs a name.
P.S. Your ship still needs a name.
Well, now Jax and Jedi squad (More like Fireteam Jedi now) face a moral dilemma. Do they break contact and potentially leave behind wounded in the LAAT wreck, or do they try to check the wreck for survivors and risk being overrun.
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