Re: Destination: Unknown
In reply to Kheaiftouaw (msg # 210):
[BRIDGE]
"Well, if you're sure you want to stay here, Sir Walter, that's how it shall be. Just wanted to give you the option. Everyone else, gear up and meet at the airlock the scout ship is docked at." Vonon says, then added, "And I'll bring a hand held drone controller, and we'll take a pair of drones with us to scout ahead, when we're inside there, okay?"
A minute or so later...
[CREW LOUNGE]
The door to the lounge opens and a Vargr walks in. It's wearing an armored spacesuit - the kind that Marines call a "Boarding Suit" - but it's not wearing the helmet, so you can see the Vargr's fur is reddish-brown, almost Auburn colored, with a touch of graying near the tip of the muzzle.
The spacesuit's color was probably originally black, but bits of graphitti and blobs of paint, as well as sharp blades and points of metal have been added in random patterns. Despite this garish decoration, Serge can easily tell that the spacesuit is of Imperial manufacture, of a style that is often sold to frontier militia units.
Upon entering the room, the Vargr, takes a quick look around, spots Serge, and heads towards him.
"Greetings." the Vargr says in a growly voice, "I am told your name is Serge. Welcome aboard the Independent StarShip Longshot, Imperial Scout Serge Baklanov. I am Vonon Ronkunu, recently made First Officer of this vessel, due to exigent circumstances."
The tone and depth of his voice, as well as his body language lead Serge to assume that Vonon is a male. And, while his voice has a growling quality to it, his Imperial Anglic is good and well practiced.
"It is the wish of our Acting Captain to make an exploration of the strange vessel that had held you captive, before we leave this area of space. However, we believe the hulk may still present danger to vessels that get too close, so we've backed the Longshot away and intend to keep her there. So we want to ask you to pilot our exploration team back to the pyramid aboard your scoutship. Your ship has already spent significant time in the presence of the pyramid - if there is a chance of any kind of contamination, it will have already happened."
"In exchange for your assistance in this manner, we will allow you to accompany our exploration team, and you will receive a Crewman's Share of any and all profits made from this discovery."
Vonon raises a hand in a halting gesture, before Serge can make any objection.
"Scout Baklanov, before you object to what you perceive as my insinuation that we are making a superior claim upon the derelict pyramid ship over your own, let me reassure you..."
"We are."
"Let me remind you that your own vessel is incapable of interstellar flight, at the moment. Our engineer has assessed the damage to your jump grid, and a former scout on our crew has told us just how much lanthanum is usually carried for repairs on ships of that sort. You do not have sufficient stores to repair your ship. You may, indeed lay claim to this derelict, but you are unable to register that claim anywhere."
"Longshot, however, can reach a nearby starport, where we can file a claim. The problem is, unless we want to kill you - and I assure you, Scout Baklanov, we do not - then when salvage crews return here they will either find you and your claim beacon - which predates ours - or they will just find your beacon. Either way, the court proceeding could last years."
"So the fair thing is to cut you in for an equal share, wouldn't you agree? You have the real property, and we have the means to exploit it. So, do we have a deal, Imperial Scout Serge Baklanov?"
Vonon holds out his hand to Serge.