Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...   Posted by Shan Yu.Group: 0
Lionel Wallace
 player, 17 posts
 Please, call me "Bear"
 Engineer
Mon 28 Jun 2010
at 15:54
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
A few minutes earlier, Bear sat down with Cole, and considered his recommendations, before he decided that eating seemed a good idea and put in an order for himself as they talked.  He ate with chopsticks, though his was primarily noodles and vegetables, with the meat mixed in.  "Hard to find a workin' ship that needs a Crew from the top on down.  Most'll 'ave a Cap'n already."  He continued to eat, his eyes thoughtful for a moment as he went over his own recollection of mechanics and people.  "I might know someone.  We can head over an' ask after what she's heard."  He finished up and got to his feet with Cole, "There's a spare parts shop not too far.  All kindsa gear, mostly ground vehicles, but sometimes Sally'll get a hold of a shiny part for sumthin' that breaks atmo.  She knows what's worth sellin' an' what ain't."

He smiled slightly at Luka's denial of a contact, and nodded.  "A horse is horse o'course, o'course.  Or a ship, as the case might be."  Bear gave Cole a nod when he excused himself, and step to one side with Luka.  "Let's hope Sally has a line on somethin' we can use."

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Gregory Delatorie
 player, 24 posts
Tue 29 Jun 2010
at 00:35
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Greogry catches up to Luka and Lionel and says,"Captain wil be along shortly with our first officer to take a look our possible ship leads. I think he wants me along to help check out some things as I tend to be backup for our pilot and do alot of the shuttlle runs."
Stacey Yanoro
 player, 53 posts
 Captain of the Aurora
 Unification War Veteran
Tue 29 Jun 2010
at 21:04
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
(Celestial Dragon Lobby)

Stacey nodded finally in agreement with Cole and smiled to the taller man as their private discussion finished.
"We're agreed. Now, I think there may be some people waiting for us.".
Gesturing to his first mate to join him, Stacey moved accross the lobby to the entry of the Dragon where Bear, Luka and Gregory still waited. Unsurprisingly Scout had sloped off somewhere, but Stacey knew the hotel staff were fond enough of the well trained animal that he did not need to worry.

As the Captain arrived beside the waiting trio he grinned and strode past them calling over his shoulder.
"Dont we have work to do?".

Relaxed, Stacey emerged into the early afternoon daylight of New Dunsmir and the steady stream of pedestrians around him. Confident the rest of the group would follow, the captain mulled over what Cole had told him and headed in the direction of the port district.

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Luka Emile Gabor
 player, 40 posts
Tue 29 Jun 2010
at 21:15
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
Luka wolfed the last bite of his food and launched from his chair. He snatched up his duffel on the fly and shouldered it while scurrying to catch up with his Stacy.

"Aye, Aye, Sir!" said Luka through a beaming expression that tipped up the corners of his mustache. "The sooner we find ship, the sooner we leave this rock!"

While passing by the front desk, he favored Lin with a smile, a nod and a tip of his imaginary hat. "Not everything bad dirtside, I guess." he said quietly to himself.
Shan Yu
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Wed 30 Jun 2010
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(New Dunsmuir-port district)

The five men flagged down a hovercab to take them to the port district, and used the time in the vehicle to compare notes on possible contacts.  Unfortunately, none of the group had much in the way of prospects, especially new ones that hadn't already been exhausted.  The only new one was the "Sally" to which Bear had made reference, and they would drop by to see her later in the afternoon, once they had checked on a few of the ship sales brokers.

The group was dropped off in the port district, near the Maritime Guild Office.  This was the standard first stop for anyone looking for a job, a cargo to carry, or a ship for sale...numerous large monitors in the building's forum maintained up-to-date information on all these topics, as well as providing news feeds and market information.  It didn't take long to get an idea of what they faced...a glance verified the situation as being the same that Stacey had encountered over the past several days.  The few ships listed for sale were far too expensive, far too small, and there were some that the Captain recognized by name (from his recent examinations) as flying junk heaps.  The job availability monitors were also sparsely detailed...and the few jobs listed were for individuals, not crews.  None of this was new information, and the crew didn't spend much time here testing their telepathic abilities to make the monitors list information in their favor.

They were able to mostly remain on foot as they continued their inquiries...the businesses that offered the most promise were fairly closely grouped together.  One of these businesses was the broker on which Stacey had placed high hopes.    Once again, though, Stacey and the crew found themselves without luck.  Although these businesses were not the ones that Stacey had found himself recently at odds with, and the ones that Jin and Di were investigating, they still responded with the same answers.  They had nothing to offer...so sorry.

The afternoon wore on, and the ball was finally passed to Bear to take them to see his contact...Sally.

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Stacey Yanoro
 player, 54 posts
 Captain of the Aurora
 Unification War Veteran
Thu 1 Jul 2010
at 09:30
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
(New Dunsmuir-port district)

As they had searched Stacey had refrained from expressing disappointment, remaining focussed on the next lead or opportunity. The limited work, elusive ship, and continual rejections were becoming frustrating, but for now he kept it to himself.

For a short while the Captain had even tried to diversify their efforts - Greg and himself walking beneath the looming shadows of recently anchored vessels, eyes peeled for a perhaps unadvertised opportunity, while Cole led Luka and Bear on a more specific lead. Neither group had found success, but Stacey was at least consoled that the time had offered Luka and Bear the chance to recognise Cole's authority without the Captain looming over him.

With most leads exhausted, the had decided to follow up Bear's suggestion. Now as the group made their way along streets broad enough to allow rumbling Mule's laden with heavy freight to pass with a cloud of dust, Stacey walked alongside the broad shouldered engineer.
"Lets hope we fare better with your Sally than we have so far today eh big man?".
The knot of men neared the destination described by Bear and Stacey held back offering Lionel the lead. "After you.". It made sense for Bear to approach Sally first with the Captain ready to offer his input only when required.

He paused for a second to fall into stride with Luka and Cole who had been walking along in relaxed conversation a yard or two behind.
"Hope you have your fingers crossed? If Sally has nothing for us, I think we're done for the day.".
He nodded toward the store front ahead that matched Bears description of Sally's place. Behind it a fenced concrete yard housed an array of ground vehicles, some beaten up and others in apprently good condition.
Lionel Wallace
 player, 18 posts
 Please, call me "Bear"
 Engineer
Thu 1 Jul 2010
at 11:23
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
Bear heaved a sigh as their last attempt came to its inevitable end.  He shook his head slightly, ”Ships’ve gotten more rare than fresh fruit, it seems.”  He scratched his fingers in his beard a bit, and gestured.  ”I know a place, but it’s a bit of a haul.  Like I was tellin’ Luka an’ Cole, it’s mostly a dirtside scrapyard, but every now an’ then Big Sally pulls a diamond from the dirt.”  He hailed the next hovercab, and had to ask if the driver would take them to that part of town.  It took a bit of haggling, but they were on the way eventually.

The sign read ‘Big Sally’s Scrap’ with a smaller sign that declared, ‘one man’s garbage, is another man’s treasure’.  The sign itself was made from a tall pile of body panels, with the sign itself a large metal panel leaned against it – possibly a hull plate, and later someone had at it with paint and stencils to make the lettering.  There were even a smattering of rubber wheels around fenceposts, with a few signs that declared, in English and Chinese, ‘beware of dogs’.  Bear smiled up at the sign, and sauntered under the entry arch, which itself appeared to be two piles of junk whose meeting above the entrance was all that kept them standing.  He followed a dirt path beside which stood a wooden sign that declared ‘office’ with an arrow indicating the proper direction.

It still took a minute or two to find, but they came to a metal prefab whose door was open.  Two dogs lolled near it, eying the men as they approached, and a figure stepped into view in the doorway.  She was not very big at all, in fact, she was quite petite, and her coveralls displayed rather than concealed curves that would have been at home on any courtesan.  Her blond hair was tied back in a pony-tail, and while her face was quite pretty, her cheeks were a bit smudged from work, which had the odd effect of making her blue eyes all the brighter.

Bear greeted her with a broad smile, and moved forward, ”Sally!  Workin’ hard I see.”  He paused to pass the dogs bits of food he’d stored in his pockets, ”I’ve brought a few friends.  Remember that notice yeh pointed out?  Turns out I got the job, but now we’re in decided need of a Ship.”  He turned and gestured, ”That’d be Cap’n Stacey, Cole our First Mate, an’ Luke, our Pilot.  An’, should our spirits stray, Shepherd Gergory there’ll kick us in line, but he also flies, so he came out with us.”  Bear hugged Sally, in, well, a bear hug, and then stepped back with a hopeful look in his eyes.  ”Please tell me you’ve got a line on a Ship in need o’ a little love an’ care, that won’t look t’kill us all when first we break atmo?”
Shan Yu
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Thu 1 Jul 2010
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(Big Sally's Scrap yard)

Big Sally almost disappeared in the folds of Bear's arms when he hugged her, and when he released her, she gave his a slap on the cheek...one that might have stung a smaller hulk but barely registered a reaction from Bear.  The two junkyard dogs were anxiously watching Bear for any sign of further treats, and their ears perked up at the **smack** of the slap, suddenly unsure of what they were supposed to do.  The happy tone of Sal's next words, though, served to reassure them, and they went back to carefully watching for any more scraps of food that might try to escape from anyone's pockets.

Smiling, Sal stood back and put her hands on her hips.  "Well, I sure didn't expect to be seein' ya this soon.  I'm glad to see that the lead I gave ya worked out and ya found yourself a job.  Hope they don't mind that ya don't know a hammer from a screwdriver."  She turned her attention to the other crewmembers, quickly looking each one of them up and down in turn.  "Pleased to meet y'all, any friend of Bear's is a friend of mine...'less ya screw me over, then I'll just sic Cosmo and Uma on ya."  The two dogs perked their ears up again at the sound of their names...but alas, no command to rip out anyone's throat followed, so they redirected their attention once again to keeping sharp lookout for any wily scraps of food that might be trying to sneak up on them.  "C'mon in and park your butts a while...I got some coffee cookin', and then we can talk some."  She waved for the five men to follow as she turned and enterd her rather ramshackle office.

Inside, the office looked like a miniature version of the scrap yard outside with parts stacked in every corner.  There were several chairs here and there, generally facing in the direction of a large desk made from a ship's airlock door perched on steel drums.  Stacks of papers took up most of the space on the desktop, with only a two-foot-square empty spot directly in front of the desk chair.  Sal navigated her way around to the row of shelves against the wall behind the desk, gesturing to the only shelf not filled by greasy, dog-eared technical manuals.  This shelf was obviously the yard's "coffee shop", with a double carafe coffee machine, a stack of chipped enamel mugs, and bowls filled with the various additives that folks take with their java.  "I don't know if y'all are a coffee drinkin' crowd or not, but help yourself if ya have a mind to.  Sorry, I ain't got no tea, but I never acquired the taste."

Her hostess duties taken care of, Sal plopped down into the chair behind the desk and leaned back, propping her feet up on the desk as the chair's springs squealed in protest.
Stacey Yanoro
 player, 56 posts
 Captain of the Aurora
 Unification War Veteran
Thu 1 Jul 2010
at 22:37
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
(Sally's place)

Stacey nodded polity as Bear introduced him and he scanned the yard and its owner. Sally's place was as Bear had described,  though the woman herself was different from the mental image he'd imagined. As they slipped into the small building behind her the captain paused. Calmly Stacey offered his open palm to the pair of large dogs to sniff before scratching them casually behind the ears.
"A fine pair of loyal guardians you have there miss.". He wondered where his own diminutive hound was at the moment-likely dozing lazily near the Celestial Dragon's warm kitchen ovens he guessed.

As the group congregated Stacey polity refused a drink and waited beside Bear for the group to settle."So, like our expert engineer says, we're in the market for ship. Seems all the birds we've seen so far have either lost their wings or had them plated with an invisible but apparently expensive gold.".
Likely Sally would know her industry well enough to understand the problems they'd encountered so far. Stacey shrugged honestly."Do you have anything that might be interesting to reasonable folk?".
Gregory Delatorie
 player, 25 posts
Fri 2 Jul 2010
at 02:22
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
(Sally's)

Gregory thanks her and get cup of coffee and tries to find a spot to sit or stand that gives him the ability to survey the room.
Luka Emile Gabor
 player, 41 posts
Fri 2 Jul 2010
at 12:53
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
"I am thinking, maybe we are in right place!" said Luka to Captain Yanoro. He stepped forward and placed a hand on Bear's meaty shoulder, turning his head to smile appreciatively once he had released Sally from the hug.

"Indeed, I am the Luka." he said, placing a hand over his heart. "You are beautiful, drink only coffee, and mechanically inclined. If you are having a ship for us, you would to be the most perfect of beings!"

Luka smiled, a twinkle in his eye as he prepared his cup of coffee.

[7 blank lines suppressed]

[edited for further floridity of speechifyin']

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Shan Yu
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Sat 3 Jul 2010
at 02:49
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(Sally's Salvage)

Sally listened with a smile to Stacey's comments, politely nodded her head to Greg's thanks, and rolled her eyes at Luka's flowery remarks.  She tipped forward in her chair and stood up, grabbing a large mug with "I Talk To My Tool Box" written on the side and helping herself to a cup of coffee, now that her visitors had gotten theirs.  With a chuckle, she said, "Well, Mr. "The Luka", I been called a lot of things, but perfect ain't never been mentioned once.  I reckon I'll just have to settle for bein' beautiful and charmin'."

She sat back down and resumed her earlier position with feet on the desk.  She took a sip of the VERY dark brown liquid and looked at Stacey.  "Sellin' ships and such isn't exactly my line of work, and I don't have anything for sale myself.  I'm not surprised at your luck so far.  The war out in the Burnham Quadrant has really screwed up the market for civilians lookin' to buy themselves a ship.  Those folks that do have ships to sell are askin' ridiculous prices, knowin' that they will probably get them."

"As for signin' on as a crew, there just ain't much call for it right now.  You'd have a much better chance splittin' up and signin' on as individuals."
  As she spoke, she slowly shook her head to emphasize the negativity of her remarks.

Then she smiled.  "But you know what?  I might just have somethin' for ya.  I got one of the best salvage yards in New Dunsmuir, and about two weeks ago I had a wave from a guy lookin' for various ship parts, some of them a little tough to find.  I happened to have what he was lookin' for, and in the course of one of our negotiations, it became real apparent that I knew more about what he needed than he did...he definitely weren't a mechanic.  He was really happy to find the parts, and expected his client to be even happier.  A couple mechanics showed up to pick up the parts, but I'd never seen 'em before.  Then about a week ago, he waved me again for a couple more parts, and I asked him if he needed some workers to help out installin' them.  He said that he was just a guy doin' the leg work for someone else, and that he had no instructions to hire additional workers...hell, he had never even seen the ship, and his only contact with his client was over the Cortex."

"We got along pretty good, so he did mention that his client would be needin' a crew when the ship was ready.  Now, this fella admitted, rather sheepishly, that he didn't know squat about crews, so he didn't feel too comfortable hiring one person at a time.  But the client payed well, and this fella didn't want to miss out on a tasty commission, so he said he could handle it.  Anyway, he trusted me, and he told me he'd appreciate it if I could help him out."


She reached over and shuffled through some scraps of paper next to her Cortex terminal.  She found what she was looking for, and copied the information onto another scrap of paper as she continued to talk.  "I got no further information about the ship, the client, or the cargo, and I doubt my contact knows much more than I do, so there's no tellin' what you might get.  Still, it's the only job that I've heard about in a long time for an entire crew.  If you're lookin' to hire on as a crew, it may turn out to be the only show in town."  She got up again, crossed the space between her and Stacey in a few steps, and handed him the paper.  "Here ya go...tell him I recommended ya."

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Stacey Yanoro
 player, 58 posts
 Captain of the Aurora
 Unification War Veteran
Mon 5 Jul 2010
at 20:31
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
(Sally's Salvage)

When Sally smiled, leant back to sip her coffee, and began her story Stacey saw a twinkle of promise in her eye. At first the Captain had ignored the sensation, afterall the liklihood she might have work for them was low. They had seen enough rejections in the last few days to know better than to even hope a solitary trader not even in the ship business might have work that their best endevours had otherwise failed to find. But as her tale continued he felt his hopes soar as it became apparent that Bear's contact might indeed have employment.

Enthused with questions and promise as she at last handed over the contact details to Stacey, he accepted the paper eagerly.
"Why, I have to confess Im surprised, and all the more greatful to you for this lead Sally.".
He turned the scrap over in his hand - such a simple note, but full of possibility.
Not forgeting the broad shouldered engineer beside him, Stacey looked up and nodded. "Bear, there was me thinking you were just big lump of an engineer. I did not realise you had such fine contacts.". He smiled broadly, but was genuinly greatful to the big man. His lead might take them off this rock...

Turning his attention back to Sally he took a moment to compose himself and took control of his eagerness. They had business to do.
"Sally, can you give Bear a list of the parts this guy was looking for? Lets see if our engineer cant give us something to go on before we make contact.".
He paused, taking a moment to show the contact's details to Cole, Gregory and Luka. "I dont suppose this name means anything to any of you?".
Stacey looked back to Sally.
"Did he say anything at all about what sort of crew he was looking for? Have you sent anyone else his way yet?".
He met he bright eyes unapologetically, and smiled slightly.
"I like to be prepared.".
Shan Yu
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Tue 6 Jul 2010
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(Sally's Salvage)

Sally crossed the room to a filing cabinet and pulled open a drawer.  As she rifled through the folders, she continued to talk.  "I ain't much for keepin' records...I don't much understand that computer stuff, so I keep paper copies of my transactions.  Unfortunately, they mostly get covered in grease and such, then get thrown away as trash."  She shut the drawer without removing anything, eyes scanning around the room like she was looking for something, scratching her head as she did so.  "Hmmm...where might I have put..."  She slowly walked back to her desk and started looking through a stack of papers, but still talking.  "Now, this fella, Bradshaw, didn't know jack about crews and ships...I doubt he'd know a compression coil from a synchronizer bracket.  Since the ship wasn't quite ready, he wasn't lookin' for me to send him anybody yet, so I ain't done so, been waitin' for him to give me the word.  But I figure things should be about finished, so we'll just pretend he's ready and you'll be the first folks he talks to.  Probably the only folks, too...he said he wasn't even going to advertise for applicants since he didn't have a clue what to ask them."  She paused in her search to look at Stacey.  "I wouldn't be too picky if I were you.  There's no tellin' when you'll get another opportunity.  But that's just me talkin'."

She went back to her search, and after flipping over one more document, she held up a crumpled sheet of paper and exclaimed, "Voila!!  Here we go...one list of parts, ordered by Mr. Bradshaw."  She reached across the desk to hand it to Bear.  "Now, that's the second batch of parts...it'll take me a while to find the papers for the first batch...but this list should pretty much answer your questions."  She sat back in her seat with a sly look on her face, looking at Bear.  "Okay, Mr. Big-Time-Engineer, what can you tell from that list?"
Stacey Yanoro
 player, 60 posts
 Captain of the Aurora
 Unification War Veteran
Thu 8 Jul 2010
at 21:37
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
(Sally's Salvage)

Stacey stood watching and listening to Sally carefully for any background she could offer on the Bradshaw fellow. His requirements seemed...unusual...but Sally had hit the nail on the head; I wouldn't be too picky if I were you.

The earthy woman was right, but still, Stacey was wise enough to be cautious about the job until they knew it was the one for them. For now any information they could gather before they made contact might stand his crew in a better position and so Stacey looked up to Bear with interest as Sally offered him the list of parts.
"See anything interesting big man?".
Cole Jackson
 player, 41 posts
Thu 8 Jul 2010
at 22:10
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
Cole realized that he was not really suited for ship shopping.  He did not have the expertise to tell if a ship was space-worthy or not.  He could not tell anyone if the circuits in the cockpit were fried.  He was a lifter.  He carried heavy stuff.  He hit people.  He shot people.  He might be a good first mate, based on those skills, and the ability to get people to do what he wanted, one way or another.  But when it came to actually running a ship, Cole was lost.

As he mulled these thoughts over, listening to Stacey and Sally talk, Cole found the dogs interesting.  Being deckbound for so long, it had been a while since Cole had seen dogs like these.  Yes, Scout was a dog, but he was built for space.  These were dirtside dogs.  Cole found himself missing the dogs of his youth.  Slowly, Cole began to move toward the dogs, hands out to show he had nothing in them.  Maybe they were needing some attention.
Luka Emile Gabor
 player, 44 posts
Thu 8 Jul 2010
at 22:14
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Luka walked over to Bear and cranes his neck around to see the list. The hirsute engineer clearly makes a better door than a window, and Luka hams that up a bit for effect. Perhaps some items at least can be seen.
Gregory Delatorie
 player, 26 posts
Fri 9 Jul 2010
at 03:02
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
Gegory listens to the offer and thinks to himself that this is the best they have heard in a while but still leary of dealing with another uknown client.

He also muses to himself if there are enough of these type junkyards around he wondered if there new mechanic could get enough parts from each to put together a ship from scrap. He heard rumors of others doing it but wasn't sure if they were believable but then his last trip he met reavers which supposedly didn't exist either.
Lionel Wallace
 player, 20 posts
 Please, call me "Bear"
 Engineer
Fri 9 Jul 2010
at 12:57
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
Bear endured Sally's smack with a wry smile, though his eyes cut to the dogs , which was an indication that the signs they'd passed were not just hyperbole.  He shrugged slightly at her mild admonition.  "I didn't rightly expect to be comin' by, but we've had no luck but for bad luck anywhere else, an' you've always been good fortune for me."  At her invitation, Bear came in and moved around the room in a way that said he'd gotten himself coffee there at least a handful of times before.  He smirked to himself at her comment regarding tea, and added.  "The ride out for a good cuppa joe is more'n worth it, Sally."  He nodded in agreement to the Captain's straightforward words, and chuckled softly at Luka's enthusiasm, before finding a sturdy wall to lean against slightly and drink his coffee from a metal cup.  Bear was prepared for a lengthy discourse on the state of the local market, and if her were honest, prepared to be politely told there wasn't much she could do.  He nearly sputtered when Sally all but handed them a posting for a full crew, and a ship with new parts besides -- well, parts new to the ship anyway, if not new altogether.

Bear watched Sally with interest now, silently grunting at the mention of Bradshaw's engineering ignorance.  He glanced to Stacey to see what he thought of the same fellow being ignorant about the people needed to fly ship, when he reached out for the list that Sally pushed to him.  He set the coffee cup down, and silently eyed the list, giving Sally smile.  "Yer feelin' a bit smug, ain'tcha?"  He looked the list over, and his eyebrows slowly rose.  He nodded at the Captain's question, and his expression turned thoughtful for a moment.  He chuckled and haned Luka the list, when he clearly made a show of trying to read it.  "There's a bunch of standard items.  The sorta parts you'd get if you were rebuildin' an engine.  Nothin' wrong with that, engine's need tunin', an' any ship flyin' about with a 'stock' engine is askin' ta fall outta the sky."  He turned to Stacey, "There's Alliance gear in that ship, or I don't know a hammer from a spanner.  An' I don't mean fancy core parts for a pleasure cruise, I mean military tech.  Whoever's helpin' this fellow is doin' so with an eye to performance an' handlin', maybe even speed, but there's not enough ta tell that last."

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Shan Yu
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Fri 9 Jul 2010
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(Sally's Salvage)

Sally smiled at Bear's analysis of the parts, nodding as he spoke.  "Yep, I figured it pretty much the same way you did."  She looked at Stacey as she continued, "When Bear says military tech, we aren't talkin' weapons or super sensitive sensor arrays or nothin' like that.  They're engine parts, for the most part.  I'd also venture to say that the ship is possibly an Alliance military vessel, though that ain't too likely.  I wouldn't be surprised at all, though, to find out the ship is decommissioned military."

"There's a whole lot of ships out there flyin' around that used to be Alliance naval vessels.  After the war, there wasn't the need for so many ships, or the money to maintain them.  Thousands of ships got scrapped or sold, from small, speedy couriers to mass bulk carriers to huge tankers.  My guess is that Bradshaw's ship is one of them what got sold.  I couldn't tell you what kind it is, though."


She paused and looked back at Bear.  "While I got you here, I'm gonna try to talk sense into you again."  Returning her gaze to Stacey for a moment, she explained, "I asked this big lunk to go in with me as partners in the salvage business hereabouts.  He said he was itchin' to get back into the Black, and declined my offer.  But I ain't givin' up just yet...hope you don't mind, Captain."  Back to Bear, "So...I'm offerin' again.  You get your own squeaky chair and dirty coffee mug, and half ownership in one of the dogs.  You get to pick which half.  If not...well...I understand.  Havin' your own ship is a mighty strong temptation."

Once again, she looks at Stacey and chuckles.  "It's a common understanding amongst engineers that ships really belong to them.  They just let their Captains and pilots borrow them for a while.  If Bear stays with you, be sure to treat his ship right."
Stacey Yanoro
 player, 61 posts
 Captain of the Aurora
 Unification War Veteran
Sat 10 Jul 2010
at 12:00
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
(Sally's Salvage)

"Alliance gear?".
Stacey's eyes narrowed as Bear offered his prognosis on the parts list. He spared a glance to Luka and Cole - like the Captain neither man spared much love for Alliance military. Not after the war.
"Alliance have their own mechanics and building yards dont they? If Bradshaw was on their payroll he'd be going direct for any parts he needed, not through you, right Sally?". The question was nominally aimed at their buxom host, but Stacey left it open to the group.
Unsavoury as it was that the ship might be ex-alliance, it was another thing entirly if the contact and his job was likley to be still part of, or at least close to, the Alliance military.
Stacey lowered his eyes to the scrap of paper Sally had offered him to scan the brief letters again. Bradshaw, Contact through cortex channel 1689A0 8989FA... No more clues there. Supressing a reserved frown Stacey tucked the note into his jacket pocket and looked up as Sally began to address Bear.

The Captain watched the broad shouldered engineer carefully as their hostess made her offer. Resisting the urge to interject, Stacey shrugged slightly when Sally glanced at him almost apologetically. The offer she made was to Bear and his response should be his own. Despite the fact Stacey had already been impressed by the engineer, he knew better than to interfer. If New Dunsmir was where Bear wanted to be, it would be better he chose now. Still, Stacey hoped silently the lure of the black would outweigh the temptation of coffee and dirt.

Realising Bear might need a few moments to decide, Stacey instead turned to face the others. "Lets get ourselves back to the Dragon. Cole, you and I will try to contact this Bradshaw when we get back and see if we can set up a meet tommorrow. I'd like to see how the rest of the crew are getting along too.".

Satisfied, the Captain turned back to Sally.
"Miss, you have our thanks for both the coffee and this.". He tapped the pocket containing the contact details, and bowed slightly. "If you will excuse us we best be heading back. You can be assured if this Bradshaw fellow needs us, we wont let you down.".
Shan Yu
 GM, 90 posts
 Are you familiar with...
 the works of Shan Yu?
Mon 12 Jul 2010
at 12:22
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
(Sally's Salvage -> Celestial Dragon)

The small group of four men left the salvage yard's office, leaving Bear behind to discuss any pertinent matters with Sally.  Stacey and the others appeared rejuvenated, with a good prospect in hand, but the dogs, at least, appeared crestfallen with the departure of the potential sources of dog treats.  Stacey and the others flagged down a hover cab after exiting the front gate of the yard, and returned to the Celestial Dragon.  It was late afternoon, and there might just be time to contact Bradshaw to set up a meeting in the morning.
Luka Emile Gabor
 player, 45 posts
Mon 12 Jul 2010
at 15:27
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
(Sally's Salvage -> Celestial Dragon)

Once Luka got a good glance at the parts list, he seemed to lose interest in little else. "Bear, are you seeing the specs on that yaw stabilizer?" he said, ticking off the higher end parts with his finger. "This is not rutting around! Mounted in the proper bracket, maneuverability increases maybe like..." A moment of mental calculation, "...4%, yes?"

Still walking and talking with more animation, he pointed to a couple more items on the list. "This plasma flow regulator return power to the coils,I think, making the burn more efficient. The coils themselves are gauged to a larger tolerance than standard."
Lionel Wallace
 player, 21 posts
 Please, call me "Bear"
 Engineer
Mon 12 Jul 2010
at 20:58
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
"Aye, Alliance."  Bear took note of the glances being tossed, and shook his head.  "It's tech, Cap'n, an we can't fault that.  Whoever did the shoppin' knew jus' what t'look for."  He nodded at Stacey's question, and the half-answer built into it.  "You'd be right, Cap'n, a real Alliance man wouldn't have anyu reason to come out to Sally's, she's a shiny diamond on this ball o' dirt, sure 'nuff, but not one they'd be likely t'see."

He turned to Sally with a wry grin, "I'll keep that in mind, Sweetheart, but I need vacuum an' deckplates.  Not dirt an' what passes for fresh air."

Bear turned to Luka with a raised eyebrow, "Aye, I'm seeing."  His eyebrows rising as he waited to hear the rest of Luka's impression.  He smiled slightly, "There's only one way for it to be mounted."  He nodded slightly, "Actually, it's a bit more..."  The Mechnic just nodded again, "Actually, the thrust to weight ratio is what you have to consider, but yes, this'll be takin' a higher than usual load, which'll mean better performance in atmo.  She'll shoot into the sky like gravity weren't a law."
Luka Emile Gabor
 player, 46 posts
Fri 16 Jul 2010
at 19:41
Re: Chapter 2.2: Caveat Emptor...
"Haha! You are being right, of course!" exclaimed Luka as he gave the big engineer's shoulder a hearty thump. "This is why you are mechanic, and I, the Luka, am just a pilot!"