Yas makes her way to the cargo hold, where she finds Ash and Tylen newly arrived, with a not-inconsiderable quantity of alcohol.  The two men are removing their cold weather jackets as the relative warmth of Profit Margin's hold envelopes them and welcomes them home.  Tylen is trying to contact Shui over the internal comm channel, without much success. 

On the Bridge, Jago is engaged in two different conversations, one with Jockram, and one with a representative of RTF...

And in Engineering Saskia prepares the ship to move to a safe distance from the local trouble makers...

"Welcome back, boys, time to take off," Yas says, making sure the hatch is closed.

"Seems the local mob wanted to make us an offer, but we're not biting.  We're not kicking their butt either, alas," she sighs and adds, "It would have been such a good field test of the suit, don't you think?"  Now she grins like a hungry shark.

“Thanks Jockram,” Jago chuckles quietly at the response, “I’ll let you know on that, meanwhile we’ll just be upstairs in orbit.”

“Thanks Tylen,” the Captain says as the Navigator and gunner check in, “ could you gear up in case of trouble, Ash, could you get up hear and start ‘preflights’ for me, we’ll be  heading for orbit as soon as Shui gets back, I’ll brief you in a minuet.”

“Thanks Yasmin,” Jago responds and relaxes a little, knowing the security officer is on the case.

“Thanks Saskia,” he acknowledges the Engineer, and her comment about fuelling.

Just Shui to go and he thinks he sees her emerging from the dome. Jago, leans back in his chair contemplating how luck is to have such a crew, but a lump in the chair poking into the small of his back reminds him they are not out of the woods yet.

Jago thumbs the intercom to the passenger lounge, “ladies and gentlemen, I’m afraid that trouble with the natives has obliged me to return to orbit for a while, just as a safety precaution. We’ll be lifting of as soon as our doctor is back on board which I hope will be within the next ten minutes and once we’re up there I’ll be over to explain the situation. Sorry for any inconvenience, Jago out.”

That done, Jago leaves the bridge to Ash’s tender mercies and bustles off to find a coat and mask for his ‘walk around’.

OOC
I imagine that before any flight Jago will do a formal inspection of the outside of the ship, in this case he’ll need to make sure the covers placed over instruments are removed and ice hasn’t formed on vents or pitot tubes, he’ll hurry but won’t take short cuts, I’d say five min's at the most.

Tylen is just about to comment on Yases attire, when Jago's message comes through.  .. Gear up .. and  ..  When Shui gets back .."  stand out from the rest of the message and promptly wipes the smiles from Tylen's eyes.  His lips still curl upwards slightly,  but there is no humour behind the look.

"I'll be back ..."  Tylen grunts towards Yas, as he leaves the booze in a corner out of the way and heads inboard for the crew quarters.

When he returns he is dressed in his combat environment suit and carrying his laser carbine.  However, he still has a pair of revolvers at his waist and  the new shotgun slung over his shoulder.

"I got this down in town." he says holding up the new shotgun  "It is gonna need test firing soon ..." he comments.

"What?  She left ship?  Without letting anyone know, well, not me any way," Yas groans and shrugs in respons to Ty.

"You shouldn't need it, the idea is to be gone before the mob gets here.  And if you run into them you'd need more, like the suit, which I ain't wearing unfortunately.  I offered Jago to clean the place, but nooo..."

She grins again.

"So, what you pay for it then?  Too much?"

"Got a few other bits as well, but I probably paid a bit over the odds." he grins  "But no where near as much over as I paid for the booze.  Good job we went for the important stuff first, although I suspect Shui is going to be annoyed that we got weapons and booze, but didn't manage to get any of the food on her list." he quips.

Then he goes back to Yas's first point  "It's cold and poisonous out there.  With this on I can concentrate on the enemy ..." and he holds up the Laser Carbine "... without worrying about the cold.  The shot gun is just for in case anyone follows Shui up the ramp ..."

"On my way." Ash chirps into his comm which is tied to the common crew channel, as he makes his way up the ramp.  He leaves the two cases of liquor that he was carrying at the top or the ramp near Tylen and Yasmine in the hold of the ship.

Then he makes his way as quickly as his right knee will allow towards the bridge.  Apologizing profusely to Jago as he drapes his coat over his chair and sits down, the Profit Margin's navigator immediately starts to calculate escape vectors from the system.  With the constraint to swing by one of the gas giants in the system.  "Captain," he calls to Jago as he works, "should I request a departure window with the port authority?  Or do you want that to only be last minute?"  He's not sure what the play is going to be; so, Ahs figures he might as well ask.

One of the ancillary tactical screens lights up as the multiple routes, integrating times and nearest approaches for fueling on the fly begin to light up on the display.  The many shifting lines dance and churn as Ash continues to refine the numbers with many iterations per second creating a hypnotic ebb and flow of information on the screen.

"Prelim calcs are up." he narrates as he works, "We can be ready for full route guidance in less than two minutes."  He let the computer core start to churn as he started through the pre-flight checklists.  Statuses and displays started to flip from yellow to green as the various task and diagnostics were signed off on by the navigator.  Since detailed feed was available to anyone on the crew channel that wanted it, Ash didn't bother narrating that part.  The updating of the list kept him busy enough.

Like a well lubricated machine, the crew move to their assigned tasks...

Jago takes a few minutes to find a warm coat and a mask, then heads for the cargo ramp, where he finds Yas and Tylen waiting, and dressed for trouble. 

On the Bridge, Ash starts plotting a quick course to orbit which, as most trainee navigators soon learn, is not simply a matter of, "start the engines and go straight up, as fast as you can"...  The ones who don't learn it tend not to stay in the job for long.  For a start, you need to ensure that you reach the desired altitude at exactly the right velocity relative to the planet's surface - too fast, and you'll drift out of orbit, too slow and... well, "plummet" is a funny word, but not when you're the one doing the plummeting.

In Engineering, the ship's systems are stirring, building up to the moment when they will be invited to unleash their pent up energy and hurl the ship into the sky.  The engines know, of course, that something important is happening.  With that in mind, they are deadly serious about the process.  None of the indicators even considers flickering from green to amber, even for a moment...

Saskia calls the Bridge, and is a little surprised to find that Ash is there now rather than Jago, "Oh, Ash, I was expecting Jago.  Not to worry.  You probably need to know this just as much as he does.  Everything will be ready to go in - well, right about two seconds ago, in fact.  Just don't give her full power right off the deck, or she might choke up on you.

"Usually we have a couple of minutes to stablize the constriction fields," the engineer explains, probably unnecessarily, "but today there might not be time for that, so just don't expect her to come off the starting line like a frelling racing viprin."

Then she hesitates, before adding, "So just don't push her too hard, right?  Or there'll be burning wreckage all over the field, and Shui will insist on cleaning it up."