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[Magmacube_tr]

A

[King Zultan]

A

[Haspen]

You hail the approaching ship, and it picks up the hail after some seconds.

"Captain Heton of spaceship Kassandra speaking. Who is this?"

"Hello, Bartender Arnold here, our synthol replicators are functional, if you're interested in something to drink."

There's a brief silence, with some whispering in background, but you can't make out the voices.

"No, thank you. Is that all?"

"Yes."

"Alright. Kassandra out."

It seems you won't be having any customers after all.

1236USY.4d/1m.1120h

You wait a little for the other alert and sure enough:

BWAH. BWAH-

POSSIBLE IMPACT EVENT == CAUTIONARY ALERT UPDATE:

Sensor system has adjusted probability of impact based on range, speed and computated trajectory of Uncatalogued Asteroid 1:

Probability of impact: 12.7% as of 1236USY.4d/1m.1120h

Estimated impact time window remains the same (1236USY.4d/1m.2000h | 1236USY.4d/1m.2010h)

You also check if there's any change to projected success rate of torpedoing the asteroid, but the computer notes no change on that.

It seems the impact probability is gradually going to zero, however.

A) Lets put the whole thing on hold till 1800 hours, then.
B) Lets ignore the alert, the asteroid wont hit the outpost anyway.
C) Gotta keep monitoring, you never know!

[Kashyyk]

A - Seems safe enough

[Maximum Spin]

A

[Haspen]

You set the reminder for the asteroid impact alert and resume reading Zirconius series to at least get that done.

1236USY.4d/1m.1127h

The date is 666 United Space Year. A flotilla of unidentified starships emerges near the position of Hyperion-3, which was busy analysing the debris from the fight between itself and the Pink Galleon, the flagship of now-deceased Crime Lord Xusxus. Soon, Hyperion-3 is hailed and Crown Prince Borellion shows up. In a short speech, he mocks Zirconius and tells him that whilst he is grateful for removing the ever-quarreling Xusxus out of the picture, he can't let Zirconius go away. The battle occurs and while Hyperion-3 is able to shoot down several fighterships of the Crime Prince Borellion, his flagship, the Esmeralda, scores several hits on Hyperion, deactivating its targeting systems. Switching to manual targeting caused numerous misses while the Esmeralda and several remaining pirate fighters continue to pound against Hyperion-3. As the shielding network begins to fluctuate and break down, Captain Zirconius has an inner monologue whether to surrender or launch escape pods. Just as he is about to give an order to evacuate Hyperion-3 and prepare to light the surrender beacon, another Federal Corvette jumps out of emergency warp. It is identified by Chester-Beta42 as Alexander-5, captained by Meilo Timbe, Zirconius' fellow graduate from Federal Police Academy. Alexander-5 opens fire on the pirates, destroying the remaining fighters and crippling the Esmeralda. Zirconius threatens Borellion over the comms with destruction, and the defeated Crime Lord surrenders. The crew of Alexander-5 helps with repairs onboard Hyperion-3 whilst Zirconius and Timbe discuss the situation in former's ready room. Meanwhile, Computer Specialist Mikhaila Syarkova is able to analyze the communication core of 'Pink Galleon' that was destroyed earlier, and makes a startling discovery...

Thus ends Chapter 4.

1236USY.4d/1m.1129h

You don't get enough time to ponder what to do when suddenly the main gate opens.

A short, tanned man in his late 20s or early 30s comes inside. His dirty blonde hair is a mess. His green-and-silver jumpsuit is tightly clinging to his body, showing that he is quite athletic and muscular. He looks around with deep blue eyes before turning to you.

"Heya, I'm Max. Fix me a Capricorn, will you?" He gets himself seated at the bar while you type the name of the drink into the console.

Connecting...

Done!

Queries: capricorn

>1 recipe found:

CAPRICORN: 151c

3 Shots of Skinjuice
Shot of Tropico
Shot of Lemonstrade

Serve in a tank glass with a cherry.

You prepare a tank glass, pouring in the cheap Skinjuice and adding the two more expensive synthols, giving the mix a yellow-green coloration, the cherry dropped inside contrasting rather heavily with it.

You pass the drink to Max, who eagerly lets you scan his credchip. (+151c)

Today Earnings: 475c
Monthly Earnings: 2805c

Patron ID: Maximillian Comanche
Occupation: Pilot of Cargo Barge "Kassandra"
Conv.style: CHATTY
Liked Drinks: Capricorn
Disliked Drinks: N/A

He takes a big gulp and sighs.

"Thanks, much appreciated."

A) "Parched?"
B) CHATTY: "You're from Kassandra, aren't you? I thought you guys weren't coming for drinks, but I am glad to have some company."
C) FLIRTY: "My, you seem thirsty, hopefully I will be able to quench your thirst well, whatever it is~"

[Egan_BW]

B

[Rockeater]

B

[Maximum Spin]

Aw, but C's funny.

[Haspen]

CHATTY: "You're from Kassandra, aren't you? I thought you guys weren't coming for drinks, but I am glad to have some company." Max smiles.

"Hey, nice to hear that. Yeah, captain ain't big on synthol, and neither is our chief engineer. Our navigator, Tote, is helping them out with some computer core repairs and I had nothing else to do so I decided I might as well come over for a glass of synthol."

"Captain is a non-drinker?"

"Naw, he just believes synthol is inferior to real, bottled, aged stuff. You know, fermented juices and spirits from planetsides."

"I don't have any on board."

"Yeah, not surprised, usually that stuff isn't shipped out of the system and you have like no colonies in Beta Carotenii. You oughta ask some passing merchants, they sometimes have organic alcohol in their cargo manifest, you could get some from them."

"And you guys?" Max grins, and takes a sip before replying.

"I wouldn't pry into Captain's stash, but no, we're just fetching bulk cargo like other Barges. If you wanna find some people interested in small-volume trading, ask the Captains of Armed Merchantships. They're the ones that peddle stuffs around colonies and outposts and what-nots. They might have the stuff you might be looking for." You feel like you've learned something very important.

"Thanks for info, that's very helpful."

"Don't mention it."

A) "How's the rest of the crew doing, I mean, is there a chance they might show up?"
B) "No, I mean it, really, I rarely get patrons willing enough to chat about the workings of the space community."
C) Let him have his Capricorn.

[Egan_BW]

B

[Maximum Spin]

C

[TurboDwarf]

B

[Magmacube_tr]

C

[Kashyyk]

B