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[Haspen]

After a moment of consideration, you go back to the sleep pod, and set it so that it clocks an hour more and you also communicate this to your wetware chip.

1236USY.8d/1m.0317h

You wake up and leave the pod.

Now we're talking! You have a big stretch and then pace to the feeding machine, hooking your tube into it.

After the breakfast, you change clothes and prepare to man the bar!

♪ 1236USY.8d/1m.0333h ♫

The lights, the music, the synthol replicators - all set and ready.

You check the security station while you're at it. Croissant and Black Dragon are still there.

You scratch your chin, contemplating mysteries of the universe, before you decide to better spend your time, which means:

A) Bartending trivia!
B) Zirconius chapter!
C) ...actually, let's ponder the universe, I've got the time!

[Superdorf]

C!

[crazyabe]

C.

[Haspen]

You decide to ponder the mysteries of the universe.

1236USY.8d/1m.0434h

You end up in the combat and tracking cupola on top of the command center. Flanked by photon cannons and torpedo launchers, you have, nonetheless, a near-perfect, half-spherical view of the cosmos itself. The hulking, black shape of hardpoints and thrusters docked nearby is, you wager, The Black Dragon of Angierach, and the other smaller, sleeker one must be Tyomas' ship.

The big, orange-yellow orb to your left is the Beta Carotenii star. The other, smaller and more distant, but still plainly visible orb is Beta Carotenii I. Somewhere around that nail-sized ball that science satellite runs in circles, at least no longer an annoyance to you.

The cosmos is filled with various galaxies and stars and twinklings and lights, unmoving, in great scheme of things.

To it, you are small.

You feel insignificant, to a degree.

And you feel like...

A) This is a good place to spend time at.
B) It's about time to do something more entertaining and less idle (pick an option from previous post)
C) You don't belong here, and you should move on to a better job.

[crazyabe]

A.
Seems like a productive place to laze around at, at the least Arnold would see whomever is coming while he waits around.

[IncompetentFortressMaker]

A

[King Zultan]

A

[Kashyyk]

A

[Haspen]

You wage this is a good place to idle at, and make mental note to visit whenever you have nothing better to do.

You climb down from the cupola and then down the stairs to the command room again.

A quick glance on sensors reveals emptiness.

A) Bartending trivia time!
B) Zirconius series time!

[Kashyyk]

B

[King Zultan]

B

[crazyabe]

A.

[Haspen]

You walk to the holographic display and try to get new chapter of Zirconius going.

1236USY.8d/1m.0517h

The date is 666 United Space Year. Android ChesterBeta-42 and Captain Zirconius enter the shady Black Harbor bar, and quickly realize that, while the ground level is full of 'decent' patrons, the balconies are full of punk-looking ones that are observing Zirconius' every move silently. One of the punks comes down and pushes at Zirconius, asking what a cop like him is doing in here. ChesterBeta-42 intervenes and soon the situation escaltes into full brawl. Busy getting bruised and knocking thugs about, Zirconius is pulled out by ChesterBeta-42 as the android has spotted Marga Trelis, their comms officer, escaping with a briefcase.
They give chase after her and into the Mud Sector, where most of the heavy machinery, maintenance bays and water reclamation systems are located. Zirconius, not much of a sprinter, soon is losing steam, so he orders the android to stop Officer Trelis by any means necessary. ChesterBeta-42 doesn't hesistate for even a moment before pulling his blaster and shooting at Trelis' right foot, cutting it away from the leg and causing the woman to tumble down, screaming. This allows the two pursuers to catch up with her, Zirconius clearly disturbed by Chester's cold blooded shooting. They try to interrogate Marga Trelis who just claims that she knows nothing. However, after some more prodding by Zirconius, Trelis finally decides to cooperate. Before she can say anything important, however, the briefcase she was carrying starts beeping and explodes, incinerating her, with Zirconius being pinned away from the explosion by Chester, who receives some blisters on his synthethic back.
Two days later, in his office, Zirconius mulls over the murder of his communications officer via exploding briefcase and potential perpetrators behind it. Out of any solid ideas, he returns to task at hand: finding a new comms officer. Heconsiders viable options, going through several dossiers full of ambitious 'just-out-of-Academy' recruits, before someone beeps his door, and he allows the stranger to enter. His face frowns when he recognizes the entering woman - Yarna Colins, his ex-fiancee. With a smug smile, she salutes him and tells him why she is here - she was appointed as Hyperion-3's new communications officer.

Thus ends Chapter 8.

A) One more chapter maybe?
B) Some bartending trivia maybe?
C) A little nap or stargazing maybe?

[crazyabe]

B.

[Haspen]

You go for some bartending trivia.

1236USY.8d/1m.0550h

You find a very interesting article about a drink called Five Finger Discount. It began when some bartender in year 1093 started handing out very precise mixes of cheap synthols to patrons who wanted something 'cheap' but couldn't be bothered (or were too drunk) to be more specific. The simplicity of the recipe and general usefulness of it meant that it quickly gained popularity amongst bartenders first at the Outposts on the same planet (Beta Aries IIa), then elsewhere, until it finally made its way into Mix Database of the SRC.

FIVE FINGER DISCOUNT: 41c

Shot of Wóda
Shot of Skinjuice
Shot of Grenadiere
Shot of Ribesnero
Shot of Cherrybomb

Serve in a tank glass with ice.

Your wetware chip memorizes it without problem. The security console pings and you check what's happened.

The Black Dragon of Angierach has cleared the docking slot and is headed for Madagascar Jump Gate.

Oh, well!

A) Who cares, more trivia!
B) Let's have some Zirconius now.
C) Let's watch the stars!