Apologies for the lack of updates; I've bagged myself a 7am-7pm job in a Solicitors Firm in the city, plus I'm working on my own Project in my free time (signature).
Vent the bodies.
Check the navigational computer. Attempt to jump to a planet with a shipyard that doesn't ask too many questions. Also, how does this ship compare to the Midnight Sun?
On attempting to check the systems, you find the whole thing fried beyond - cheap - repair. It looks like somebody hammered it with a sledgehammer, or a skull or three. The only working component seems to be the cracked speakers to which the GEA officer is communicating.
The ship itself, from what you've seen it as in action, seems to be on-par with the Midnight Sun. The ship itself seems to be somewhat bigger frame, likely a larger cargo hold is somewhere and perhaps even larger crew quarters. The cockpit seems almost the same size for space, though the build is notably different as one might expect per manufacturer.
The weapons are slightly more advanced by output and lack of manual handling, though the shields seem to be lesser.
All said however, the cost of repairs - not only to the systems, but also the damage of gunfire and... dents... plus hull damage caused during the dogfight, will most likely incur more a financial hit than simply upgrading the Midnight Sun.
The engines - or the related interface - seem to have utterly failed.
Leaving the chatter behind ((next quote)), Saxson sets about dragging the corpses to the airlock.
Attempt to get the comms systems functioning again to some decent extent to respond to the authorities. sounds like they have another problem going on, and it gives us a chance to clean up the mess that happened.
"No shooting going on here, Officers. Mr.Masters is safe and sound, on The Midnight Sun. We're just tieing any loose ends before we go in for repairs and finish our errand. There are three of us onboard the other ship, checking for survivors. He's surprisingly tough for royalty, Though I can't say the crew we have found so far are very fortunate."
After a short pause, the comms respond.
"Please standby," responds the GEA officer. A tense moment passes as the officer must, presumably, be seeking authorisation of action. At worst, they could either arrest both crews - or what remains of - for unlawful firearm activity in low orbit, or take the ship for their own.
"Authorisation has been given that Clive Masters is beyond our jurisdiction. As the founding person, the derelict ship is now his. Please vacate this space shortly with him and his ship."
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