Vilis/Vilis (0309 - A593943-A) Date: 221-1107 04:05
It's a little after 04:00 by the ship's internal time, but local clocks say that the business day has started. The local clocks may be right, since a couple of cargo haulers just arrived in the docking bay, their attendant loading droids, four in total, are whirring and humming as they climb down and prepare to start transferring containers from Profit Margin's hold to the crawlers.
The droids stand abut three metres tall, with four squat legs and six powerful arms. No head, just a band of optical sensors around teir "waist" giving 360° vision. They're painted in yellow and black hazzard stripes, and covered with warning notices. Not pretty, and not made for delicate work, but they should make short work of the cargo handling.
The human overseers stand nearby, studying the paperwork and discussing who will take which containers from this, and the three other pick-ups they need to make this morning.
Jago is on the bridge as the haulers arrive, going through the replies he's already had for the "Help Wanted" ads he put out on the local networks yesterday. There seem to be plenty of replies, but few with any qualifications. or experience. Still, there are a couple of handy-looking prospects.
Jett and Kal-chan step out of their quarters almost simultaneously. having set their alarms for an early start, going to the recruiting offices. Kal-chan looks fine, in spite of the previous evening, but Jett looks much the worse for wear. He heads for Shui's quarters first, wincing as the sound of his own footsteps drills holes in his skull.