Re: Garda Vilis/Vilis (0308) Date: 243-1107 03:15
As the crew make their way down the ramp, Conrad appears behind them, and tags along with them.
Docking Bay 94 is cylindrical, some 60 metres in diameter, and fifteen deep, with curved walls of ferrocrete, and a floor of the same material. The top is open to the grey sky, and as soon as they step out from under the ship, the five are exposed to a light drizzle.
There is a wide doorway, for cargo vehicles, no doubt to one side, though it stands closed at the moment. Near to it is a smaller door for pedestrians, and Corlan is standin close to that. with Dhakhingzuel. The Vargr has a large bag hanging over one shoulder, while Corlan has a smaller one, and the two passengers are studying the man's handcomp, comparing it to a map of the port, and the adjacent city, fixed to the wall, just inside the door.
Dhakhingzuel traces one finger across the map, following the walls of several bays, before jabbing at a point on the edge of the port itself. The map activates, a blinking red marker indicating the location, and a line of small text appearing alongside it. With a grunt of disappointment, the Vargr selects another point, apparently with no greater success.
Corlan turns as the crew approach, "Hello there. Looking forward to your holiday? Dhakhingzuel and I are going for a meal before she looks for transport home. She's taking me to try Vargr cuisine at a restaurant she knows here. Then I plan on finding somewhere to stay while the Profit Margin is modified."
"Unfortunately, she's never been in this area of the port before, and isn't sure how to get there."
The alien suddenly gives an excited bark, and her tail starts whipping back and forth, "There! We will need taxi." She drags a communicator from her jacket, and starts keying in a number taken from an infopanel at the side of the map. "I call now."