Interlude 6.7: The Megnat Spaceport (Planet Gavarle)
Katerina wanders around the station for a bit, searching for a hand-held weaponry store.
Katerina left the bar, and looked at a map for the nearbiest weapons store. She eventually finds herself in said store, the shopkeeper hails her from his counter.
"Hey, welcome. Can I help you?"
They are selling all kind of weaponry there. From handheld weapons to rifles, from traditional ammo using ones to blaster-type.
Starbeard slowly gets up and tries to communicate with whatever found him. If they want my weapon, try to convince them that is an outdated and useless old gun that doesn't work.
Starbeard fall asleep
what happen?
Unless I fail to wake up
[Starbeard is
Pacified!] (Tazzed)
More coming!
"Roh, you know. Not exactly on rhe force no more, rhjust wondering rhif I can take a look. Rhyou can join me rhif you like, just heard about one dickhead who got away being on this station, curious rhif it's him again. Do an old dog a favor, huh?"
I just want to take a look, he can come along to make sure I don't tamper with anything if he wants to. Maybe I could even help him out!
[Diplomacy +1 Canis Lupus Familiaris +1] [8] -Overshoot-
"Well..."
Before the human policeman can finish, a large humanoid figure appear behind him. Some sort of bluky anthropomorphized gray wolf wearing a police uniform.
"I rheard everything, let that one pass Ketner. RHe rhas a rhonest smell, and we could use some assistance there. Rhey, come with me."
Oh, a 'Wolfman'. A peculiar breed of genetically modified human, or wolf. To be fair no one remember which one is it. Derogatory term Homo Lupus, which is seen as a big insult to them.
On his badge, Jim could read his name: F. Dremus. He followed Dremus into the sole armored police van out there. Now separated from the outside world, he turned toward Jim.
"We retrieved the recordings, rhere, rhave a look."
He pulled a device with holographic display. Some sort of mini computer, in short.
[Jim may look at security records of the bar]
"Aww, I missed all the fun." Sneed sighed, but perked up immediately afterward. "Oh well, maybe next time. Starbeard's a fun guy, I'm sure he'll host plenty more parties."
Take photos. If I see Starbeard, wave at him and yell out my best insult (feel free to roll for this ).
Sneed was a bit dejected. That was quite the one of a kind occasion he missed after all! He absent-mindedly took some snaps of the place, until he noticed the unconscious cuffed body of Starbeard being hauled like a potato sac by a man in body armor.
Well, he didn't know Starbeard was unconscious, and with all his vocal strength, he shouted.
"HEY! IF THAT ISN'T MY FAVORITE [garbled words in some weird language with an offensive feel]! HEY LIMPBEARD! STILL CAN'T HOLD YOUR LIQUOR?"
A policeman showed up right to the left of Sneed.
"Excuse me sir, you know this man?"
Thomas will go the jail to act as Starbeard's legal counselor, while simultaneously working on a posting to the local planetary network for a replacement crewmember, just in case.
[Will keep your action in mind]
While waiting for Starbeard's transfer to a detention ground, he posted a small ad for a replacement crewmember. He was feeling quite jaded.
Jim J. Barkley: (Captain)
Health: Healthy
Morale: Good
Inventory:
-[5000] Alliance Credits
-Voice-Activated Claw Drone
-(Anti)Bugging Tools
Katerina:
Health: Healthy
Morale: Good
Inventory:
-[9895] Alliance Credits
-Civilian clothing
-A small ruby ring
Edwin 'Starbeard:
Health: Pacified!
Morale: Good
Status: Unconscious
Inventory:
-[0] Alliance Credits
-Space pirate flintlock gun
-Space pirate sabre
-Space pirate clothing
Sneed the 38th:
Health: Healthy
Morale: Good
Inventory:
-[0] Alliance Credits-[Honesty-class Corvette special reference manual] (digital)
Thomas Whitney:
Health: Healthy
Morale: Good
Inventory:
-[10000] Alliance Credits
-Classy suit and glasses
-Briefcase
-[Rendez-vous point for Escort Mission coordinates]