Alex takes a moment to suggest thoughts to T'risa.

Ma'am,  For the Ship's Boat, I would recommend a hardened infiltration model with 2x bonded super dense armor for 2 MCr, stealth self-sealing coating for 3.3MCr, a M drive upgrade to B for +4MCr after trade in. All this will take 4 Tons of space. Then I would like a plasma beam mounted and rocket battery with ammo locker we only need space for about 15 troops and gear. Two or three can crew if used as an attack vehicle. Of course a modified air lock with ability to keep inner doors open and life support off while operating in Vacc and grapples will enable efficient boarding with minimal risk to boat.

If you don't have 3 fighters we can upgrade 2 ships boats. Might be a better idea.  I believe some of the crew have such boats and perhaps they will permit bringing those in for commission in exchange for a greater share of opportunity or a debt against CASAR...

Also the empty hard point should get a turret with longer range energy weapons such as a meson gun particle beam so we can act before closing of we choose.

I wish to know more about Her and our mission in order to make suggestions for the labs. What are we trying to find? Do we know Her species? What kinds of investigations do you envision?

GM - if you would like I have several ideas for fluff and can make up the answers to my Psionic interrogation of the ship.
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  The owner made notes on her PND* and nodded as everyone chimed in and made suggestions. Looking off into the air form a moment she smiled and nodded again. Sensor upgrades would be tricky, I can put in a Survey pack, and extendable array, in a day or two. The modules are fairly standard bolt on models....I'm afraid the ships drives are at the upper limit of the frames load bearing capabilities, anything bigger and she'll twist her own spine.

Pushing more than Six Gee on a star ship hull is tricky, The load on the drive plates, and those old plasma hybrids is enough to sheer through mounting pins, and warp the best braces I can manufacture...The good news is that nothing  out there over 100 tons is going to outrun you."

I have two 30 ton assault boats on the repair line, armored, armed with plasma guns, and fitted with breaching tubes, and grapples...They aren't cheap but they can take a beating...with your connections, and the credit limits your account has I can see my way to letting you have them, along with the other upgrades,particle beam turret, a full loadout on the ships lockers and armory, plus first load of ordnance for say......thirty over the listed price....one little string though I have a job I need done...do it right and it will cover the difference. I'll even toss in a couple of Rh-34 combat pods I have a friend who is in the business" She smiles like a well fed cat at a canary convention. holding up a data card with a slight flourish Interested?


OOC:
PND: personal network  device, centralized personal computer with holgraphic interface and multi function system. similar to PIPBoy, or Mass effect wrist terminal..it's the Pax universe equivalent of a smart phone...you have one if you want it links directly to personal computer or ships computer.

Gut instincts for the suspicious types....
the assault boats are worth nearly 70 MCr alone...She is offering the entire set of upgrades well below her cos...which means the job isn't so simple.

"I'm, of course, open to negotiation and deals. I think we'd need to discuss more the nature of what you need done. My duties as a Colonial Marshal limit what I am capable of doing for the private sector. Tell me more about what you have in mind. I'm afraid I can't give a real answer without knowing more....and I will also urge you to fully disclose everything. If there's one thing I cannot abide, it's not being told the whole story." T'risa suggested.
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Alex grabs the data on these boats to his comm and his eyes widen as he reads it.
Ma'am he says to T'rissa This is exactly EXACTLY what I imagined. Unless this broker can plant ideas in my cranium or see the future request months ago this is a powerful synchronicity.

He speaks quietly but let's the emphasis land.

Then he notes in a subtle deleting text to T'rissa from his Comm.
Some of us may not be limited by title and responsibility ...

He smiles.
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T'risa didn't even glance at Alex communicating with him telepathically "You are, as of last night, a duly bound deputy in my employ and are as bound by the law as I am. I'm not averse to twisting my interpretation of the law a little in order to do what's right, but I'll not outright break it nor be part of a private enterprise's vendetta. I've been the victim of those who would abuse the system and will play no part in its subversion for mere profit. It stands against everything I believe in. What we're doing here is way more important. Let's just hear what the nature of this job is first."

Telepathically Alex projects a totally submissive feeling to T'rissa's dominance.

Yes, ma'am. Im available to be of service.

 "the jobs simple, well it's simple on paper." The Owner smiled." A few years ago a ship was doing a prospecting run over a dead world along the Najuhlim frontier...risky but its good money if you can find high grade ore."

  What he found instead was a Mohljaniir colony world..a military colony from the last part of the Genocide...a bone yard for combat ships that they didn't have crew to operate from the look of it." An image popped up of small advanced looking fighters of an unfamiliar design half buried in sand and dust, cockpits still sealed and bits of polymer showing in areas that were usually sealed during a mothball operation." Back then messing around a Mohljaniir site was pretty much a bad idea, nobody wanted to touch the stuff...but with he war coming, there are buyers for anything you can get that had ..and it seems someone else has found the site "

The image of a Najuhlulim vessel near the site and stocky workers in coveralls and guarded by Najuhllim guards popped up." Looks like a Najuhlim freeborn operation...free lancers probably selling the parts on the black market."

another picture of several fighters in the clear, access panels opened and work crew busy going about repair operations. A following shot of one of the old fighters in motion followed.

"I have a group working to make a run on that site, mercs to clear out the Naj, and secure the site, techs to do a quic snatch and grab for useful tech, and demo guys to set the place to blow to high hell if we have to get the heck out. What I need is someone to take a group of pilots in, secure that strip, and cover the site while ground crews prep those fighters for flight, and rearm them.

t's all legal, since they are a hostile race, and its a neutral world..and I have a permit from the TAE, and Conclave to carry out a recovery operation...if I can get this to work there's a lot of money to be made, and Both fleets get their hands on operational Mohljaniir tech...and two hundred years ago Mollie tech was more advanced than the ships we fly today...


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Mohljniir were highly advanced group of humans. about three hundred fifty years ago they went to war with the Najuhlim .after a century of genocidal warfare the Najuhlum zealots wiped out the Mohljaniir...the Mohljaniir were building ships far more advanced than any other race, and even after two hundred years most Mohljaniir tech is more advanced the current tech...Najuhlim getting their hands on functional Mohljaniir tech should make anyone's skin crawl..they are declared enemies of humans in general and TAE specifically.

The have launched three invasions of human space since the Mohljaniir were wiped out, and nearly succeeded in siezing control of earth in their first assault.

Nera raised an eyebrow, impressed in spite of herself. This was exactly the sort of thing the TAEN would want her to work on.

"If there is a load of Mollie tech out there the TAE needs us to recover it, to keep it out of enemy hands if nothing else. My organisation can provide additional pilots and technical specialists should they be required."

"Your proposal fits in with some of the plans we have in place. I'll accept. We might appropriate a spare fighter or two ourselves. A Mohljanir fighter or two in this sector might stave off some opportunistic attacks. There is indeed substantial amounts of money to be made from this by your corporation. While everyone has the right to make a profit, I'd remind you price gouging in a time of war would only weaken your interests long term."

" I'm just going to skim a little cream off the top for my services." The Owner assured T'risa." I can use any one who can handle a rifle or a fighter  at this point."

And since when I ran your security clearances for the sale I saw more restriction warnings than I've seen since my service days..I am guessing you ladies know a thing or two about picking a reliable crew....I'll give anyone who wants to ride along a fair shake when the missions over, you pick your crew and I'll have  the details, and legal paperwork,delivered, You have two weeks to prep, in fifteen days I will want everyone ready to go on two hour notice...the upgrades will be installed before we leave.."

Alex watches the exchange silently.

"We have a crew more or less in place at this moment in time. There's a few gaps in our complement that will be filled within two weeks. I'd like to install the AI shard as soon as possible. She should be able to assist your crew in the refit." T'risa passed her contact details to the owner. "If you need me for anything more, please feel free to contact me. Otherwise, it's been a pleasure doing business with you."

Elsbeth had entered the room a few minutes before and waited quietly next to S'viim after touching her dataglove to his datatablet for a moment.  She'd been present for the first part of the negotiations with the agent, but had excused herself from proceedings once they were well underway and a number of the crew - including Neva and Alex - had remained present (she herself had done a sweep of the room to ensure its security was up to the required standards).

The tall Praetorian had been dressed in her powered battledress though the visor was up and the environmental seal broken at this point.  Partly, it was due to her bodyguarding duties - though the others had seen her accompany the Marshal without her armour, but mostly the armour was to see how well the ship and its fixture would accommodate her and Balkiir in their 'au natural' state, i.e. normally armoured.

Elsbeth seemed quite at home in the armour, it was well-maintained though there were obvious signs of use and customization.  The breastplate was adorned with four separate crests:  both of those of House K'mahda and Kovul were prominent along the CMC Force Recon emblem for the former 359th ('Nightshades') and lastly a symbol of rampant, winged unicorn that the Jannissary Praetorian had taken as her personal symbol.

Once the main negotiations had died down, the tall CMC Marine leaned in and conferred with T'risa summarizing her report to S'viim.  "Some of the current on-board facilities are crude, but should be adequate for our purposes, Marshal." Elsbeth reported dutifully as she highlighted a couple of areas on the ship schematic with her finger, "We'll need to reinforce a couple of internal struts and convert a couple of areas for more specific use."  The ship's locker and armoury would need to be expanded and as Alex had already noted, a number of more specific workshop and laboratory areas would need to be designated and commissioned.  She also laid out the physical dimensions of the cargo bay, to ensure that the volume would be sufficient for the ancillary vehicles that group had been positing - that integrated range finding HUD display in her visor was useful more than just battlefield targeting.

Elsbeth didn't dwell much on the aesthetics or design of the modifications for while she was a passingly decent mechanic - and so, she'd outlined where and what might be appropriate given the ship's current configuration (i.e. what was functionally possible) - the young Praetorian would never be called artistic.  Thus, she would implement whatever design was decided, but left the more strategic design decisions to others.

"I'd like to oversee anything done to the engines, if I may."

She grinned.

"Not that I don't trust your people, but I trust my own eyes over everything else."

T'risa nodded at Elsbeth's comments "Speed is of the essence and more important than comfort. We can always refit accommodations following during times of recuperation. I'm more concerned about the functional aspects. Thank you for all of your assessments."

"That is an excellent notion, Lynn." Mixtzin's skin did not show any particular change of shade as his tongue flickered out, tasting the atmosphere of the group,  "Marshal, I too would like to oversee some of the refit, particularly of the medical facilities.  It would be a shame to discover some deficiency when we are in need of it.  If it is possible, I would like to position them towards the centre of the ship.  If we take damage, then it is likely that there will be casualities, and it would be a pity, for the want of a little planning, to have our sick bay inoperable."

If you want to oversee the refit, be my guest."The Yard owner smiled and motioned to the schematics."Just don't get in the way. I ain't paying to replace anything  you break."

She reached into her desk and handed over a sheaf of papers discs and a code key to unlock the ships central systems." feel free to have a look at her. he's yours now after all."

"I'll send over the specifics on the mission and our time table this afternoon."

Having little to no interest in the logistics of purchases and refitting a starship he decides to leave his new companions to their business with the ship.

As he is touring the vessel he takes note of every nook and cranny where someone could hide something or someone.  He inspects each of the cabins getting an idea of each of their layouts.  It was the agent in him that wanted to recon the ship and make sure there were not any hidden "surprises" before they took her around the block for a spin.

Once satisfied that the ship was secure he makes his way back to the group who appear to have finished their dealings in record time.

Looking to T'risa he speaks briefly..."If everything is in order I'd like to send for my belongings and settle up back in town?" ...he speaks more or less as if stating a fact rather then asking for permission.  He wasn't unaccustomed to being subordinate to anyone, the marines had taught him better than anyone to follow orders and such.

This was different however, he thought of these people as his peers, and while having spent just a small time getting to know them he felt that he could be honest with everyone and direct.

Once he gets his response he asks if there was anything that he should requisition before settling in?  Having basic combat armor, weapons, and other gear he wants to make sure that if a heavier loadout was required that he would have time to get that or it would be readily available.

He then leans in whispering to T'risa more privately.
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"she..." Alex says quietly. She is ours, our ship, she is stern and strong. She had a name, ...Rose...

He looks around,

We can change it, of course but if we keep a name with echoes of this one it will be Auspicious.

This girl is scrappy and mean - she's mad at the schoolyard bullies that have torn her up before. She's itching aching for a fight and fight she will, the guns will go a little hotter whenever she takes damage.

He pauses... there are several stories in this girl, and there is an aura here, and aura of aggression masculine and feminine together, the name is older...
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T'risa nodded to Kendrick "We now have the keys to the ship. Feel free to move in if you need. Just stay out of the way of refit crews. I'm likely to stay in the hotel closest to the shipyard so I can be contacted if needed."

She smiled at Alex "All I got was that she was eager to be moving again and that she was far from being done. How does ... The Audacious Rose sound as her new name?"

Alex nods a half bow to T'rissa's suggestion.

I believe Tal is enjoying the town. I will join him. I will move into a berth here.

In reply to T'risa K'mahda (msg # 33):

He shares his thoughts with T'risa.
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Having checked-in with the rest of the crew Cain pays only passing attention to the refit. Part of him wanted to claim a cabin and settle in, but he figured it was best to keep well out of the way of the refit crew.

"I'll be back at the hotel if you need be. Better entertainment to be had there!"

T'risa nodded to Cain "I'll suggest we all meet out at the ship tomorrow. For the rest of this evening you're all free to do as you wish."
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