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Traveller T20: Tales of the Bray Keaven [Updated 12-20-05]
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<blockquote data-quote="Shadowdancer" data-source="post: 1246613" data-attributes="member: 515"><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Ian sits back in the bridge chair. Swann had been playing with the computer for a while, but the ex-Marine was alone on the bridge at the moment. "Lucky that, it’s nice when nobody overhears you grovel and beg."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">First he organizes a ship’s boat organized with a pilot who was game to come up and drop off more supplies. Now that the ship was re-aired, none of the normal delivery people will touch it with a 10 foot docking sleeve. He checks that task off his to-do list.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Second, a friend in the armory is able to divert some "special" supplies up to him. There was a severe edict about shipping weapons to Alief and it had been a choice between work on the permit or work on the access to military hardware. He would rather be tried by 12 men, so there would be a batch of laser carbines coming up. <em>Check.</em></span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Thirdly, the list of "fitout" that was missing. He is able to source most of it. But some of the specialist merchant gear was proving difficult. What he needs is someone with connections in that field; otherwise they are going to be shipping short.</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">The iris valve slides back and Mr. Vasilii steps through. "The Captain thought I could offer some assistance with remedying deficiencies with our fitout."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">A broad grin spread across Ian’s face. "Come over here and sit down, sir, I get the feeling that we are going to become very good friends."</span></span></p><p> </p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"><strong>-----</strong></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">An hour later McConnell commed the Captain. "I’ve got some good news, some bad news, and some very good news."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Do tell?"</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Well, good news, the vast bulk of our fitout list is on its way up. A friend will be doing the delivery, it should arrive in about two hours, giving us five hours before jump to sit around and drink martinis. The bad news is that he refuses to hard dock with the <em>Keaven</em> so someone will have to EVA to collect it."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"And the great news?"</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"One of my friends is doing an upgrade of Gazelle patrol ships. He has assigned me to look after one of the ‘disposals.’ It doesn't belong to us, but there will be an even dozen laser carbines with kit coming up, and nobody has to pay for them."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"That is great news. Anything still outstanding on the list?"</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Well, there’s a fair bit of unimportant stuff. I was able to get a selection of Virushi Carbo-Bites which should help fuel Darishun. The only thing left that worries me is that I could only get one set of emergency iris openers that will work with our doors. If we lose power with the doors shut, it will be a nightmare opening them. I got half a dozen of a similar model, we may be able to modify them, it's worth a try."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Important enough to stop us jumping?"</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"I don’t think we’re battle ready, but I’m happy to jump."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Argent speaks again, his voice sounding much relieved "And do I have any money left?"</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"We can talk about that during the jump. McConnell out."</span></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Ian goes to his cabin to crash.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"><p style="text-align: center"><strong>-----</strong></p><p></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Argent turns back to the cargo bay; the mound didn’t seem to be any smaller. Darishun was muttering while working, his upper torso fully inside an imaging table. Faintly Argent could hear "Ah, Carbo-Bites again. I was hoping for a nice crate of those Eruil greens. Still, better than looking like poor bloated Risuil who didn't get any roughage for a year. What a mess he made when things finally started moving!" Darishun chuckles to himself at the memory and then continues his examination of the imaging table.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Argent leans back, grinning. If they are complaining about the food, morale must be better than he thought.</span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Shadowdancer, post: 1246613, member: 515"] [font=Verdana][size=2]Ian sits back in the bridge chair. Swann had been playing with the computer for a while, but the ex-Marine was alone on the bridge at the moment. "Lucky that, it’s nice when nobody overhears you grovel and beg."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]First he organizes a ship’s boat organized with a pilot who was game to come up and drop off more supplies. Now that the ship was re-aired, none of the normal delivery people will touch it with a 10 foot docking sleeve. He checks that task off his to-do list.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Second, a friend in the armory is able to divert some "special" supplies up to him. There was a severe edict about shipping weapons to Alief and it had been a choice between work on the permit or work on the access to military hardware. He would rather be tried by 12 men, so there would be a batch of laser carbines coming up. [i]Check.[/i][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Thirdly, the list of "fitout" that was missing. He is able to source most of it. But some of the specialist merchant gear was proving difficult. What he needs is someone with connections in that field; otherwise they are going to be shipping short.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]The iris valve slides back and Mr. Vasilii steps through. "The Captain thought I could offer some assistance with remedying deficiencies with our fitout."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]A broad grin spread across Ian’s face. "Come over here and sit down, sir, I get the feeling that we are going to become very good friends."[/size][/font] [center][font=Verdana][size=2][b]-----[/b][/size][/font][/center] [font=Verdana][size=2]An hour later McConnell commed the Captain. "I’ve got some good news, some bad news, and some very good news."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"Do tell?"[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"Well, good news, the vast bulk of our fitout list is on its way up. A friend will be doing the delivery, it should arrive in about two hours, giving us five hours before jump to sit around and drink martinis. The bad news is that he refuses to hard dock with the [i]Keaven[/i] so someone will have to EVA to collect it."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"And the great news?"[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"One of my friends is doing an upgrade of Gazelle patrol ships. He has assigned me to look after one of the ‘disposals.’ It doesn't belong to us, but there will be an even dozen laser carbines with kit coming up, and nobody has to pay for them."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"That is great news. Anything still outstanding on the list?"[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"Well, there’s a fair bit of unimportant stuff. I was able to get a selection of Virushi Carbo-Bites which should help fuel Darishun. The only thing left that worries me is that I could only get one set of emergency iris openers that will work with our doors. If we lose power with the doors shut, it will be a nightmare opening them. I got half a dozen of a similar model, we may be able to modify them, it's worth a try."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"Important enough to stop us jumping?"[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"I don’t think we’re battle ready, but I’m happy to jump."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Argent speaks again, his voice sounding much relieved "And do I have any money left?"[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"We can talk about that during the jump. McConnell out."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Ian goes to his cabin to crash. [/size][/font][font=Verdana][size=2][center][b]-----[/b][/center] Argent turns back to the cargo bay; the mound didn’t seem to be any smaller. Darishun was muttering while working, his upper torso fully inside an imaging table. Faintly Argent could hear "Ah, Carbo-Bites again. I was hoping for a nice crate of those Eruil greens. Still, better than looking like poor bloated Risuil who didn't get any roughage for a year. What a mess he made when things finally started moving!" Darishun chuckles to himself at the memory and then continues his examination of the imaging table. Argent leans back, grinning. If they are complaining about the food, morale must be better than he thought.[/size][/font] [/QUOTE]
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