Tugging on the red shirt you quickly make your way out of the room, the door to your room locking back into its place with a low click, strolling through the open corridors you try to ignore the various scorch marks, gashes, and holes that seem so prevalent even here in the middle of the ship. Within minutes you arrive in the small chamber of the ship that is the docking clamp port, the airlocks locked tight with three people gathered in the room itself besides you. Lilian gives you a small glare then turns to stare at the airlocks, beside her stands Cain who bears the look of someone who has seen far to little light and gravity through his life.
Standing about a half a foot taller then you is the last person in the chamber, a big brute of a man who you all nicknamed Granite for the way he stands his ground like a mountain of the most solid stone. His face and arms bear the scars of many battles, most of which were gained in short term of service in the UM's Drop Troop Corps (UM DTC) after which he deserted, faking his death in a faked drop accident. Granite and Cain both give you a nod, and Cain looks on the verge of speaking but the sound of the docking clamp sealing in place throws all thoughts of friendly conversation out the window.
A loud hiss fills the room as a sudden wave of air rushes out, the signal of the pneumatic locks releasing followed by a series of dull thuds as the magnetic locks release shortly after. Sliding open to let a rush of cold air flow into the ship you see a group of five people crossing the sealed bridge between the ship and the station, four of them clearly armed and the fifth carrying a large book of some kind in his hand. Within moments the four armed men file out, two to either side of the room, and the fifth comes to stand before you. Looking over you with an appraising eye the short man clears his throat and gives a small smile, a look of approval perhaps, before talking,
"Welcome to the mining station
Gladius VIII, I am Renaldo Walker and I am one of those who oversees the operations, and well being of this station. While I welcome you here to trade, buy, and enjoy your time here I warn you at the slightest hint of trouble we will not hesitate to confiscate your ship and put you on trial. Good now, it seems your ship is heavily damaged so I assume you want us to repair it? If so I can have the men start immediately, besides that is there anything else you might want to trade for Mr. ... ?"
Name: Kim Smith
Ship: The Lazarus
Clothing: Casual Red Shirt and Blue Work Jeans
Inventory:
Kiltra Deck Revolver [Ammo: 6/6, 8 Spare Bullets]
Wallet [428 Credits]
Ship Permit, and Salvaging License
Information:
Small Cache of Credits aboard the Lazarus [1365 Credits]
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Topic: A Space Adventure - A Suggestion Game (Read 10801 times)