After Earth

[Blackrat]

After a short walk you arrive at the docks. Steve takes you to bay 14 which is now reserved to Far-Star ships. There's four ships currently docked there, all of different design. Steve stops at one walkway where some dockworkers have just finished loading the ships cargo. He changes a few words with the headman and then turns to you. "Here she is. Ain't she magnificant."
It's a junk. Looks more like a coffin than a spaceship. Colored with stained dark metallic green. It takes some imagination to even believe that this thing is capable of flying. But it's all yours. Your very first ship, even if you don't actually own it.
"Mr. Rodriquez here tells me it's already packed and ready to go. So, your first job is to get this cargo to the Jap Empire Station 1. The main computer has the gate-cordinates you need. And here's your security codes." He says, handing a small PDA to Faris. "Oh. And there's no hurry with this cargo so you can take your time to get to know her." He gives a smile to Mel: "You look like you couldn't wait to get in and take her out for a spin. So I won't hold you any longer. Just remember to get a clearance from Flight Control before you burst out"

[sblock=OOC]Japanese Empire is an alliance of three colonies which are named Japanese Empire Station 1, 2 and 3.
I'll upload a sketch of the ship and a floorplan later today.[/sblock]

 

[Rhun]

Damon can only stand there and gape at the bucket of bolts. He hadn't expected much, but this was ridiculous. "This thing is a death trap, Stevie." Knight turns to regard their ship's mechanic. "Looks like you'll have your work cut out for you , CnoSIS," he says, emphasizing the "SIS" with a smile.

 

[Shayuri]

The pilot gives Stevie a wry look. "I know what I'm doing."

She approaches the ship with a wary expression, as if half expecting it to jump out the airlock before she can get to it. As Damon complains, she walks around the hull, giving it a visual preflight checkup to see if, despite its age, the vital systems seem spaceworthy.

 

[Raylis]

Michael stares at the ship, just stares dead in his tracks. "That is our ship? You must be kidding. he begins to reach into the medpack at his side, "Alright, who wants the first tetnis shot?"

 

[Voda Vosa]

Cnosos stares at the pile of space metal that is supposed to make them "fly through the stars" with an open mouth. Dorb start buzzing and clicking around his master. "I'll have two Michael, 'this thing' will need some work. Some really hard work." the technician turns to Stevie quickly "I must have a workbench. Tell me it have one or i swear I'll take you with us" asks in a menacing tone.

 

[Raylis]

"I actually wouldn't advise that Michael says examining a vial from his bag, "It's never wise to overmedicate and we will need you to be able to move instead of lying around like a limp- he pauses, his eyes darting towards his own skull for a second "Fish."

 

[Blackrat]

"Heh, I was flying her when you were still under Earth sky, so yeah. She's a getting a bit old. But she's a tough girl." As Mel inspects the hull she notices that despite it's looks, the ship is actually quite sturdy. And the engines are infact not of human origin. They are much more efficiently built, looks like a design of which humans originally copied their plans. Steve turns to Cnosos: "There's a workbench in the engineroom, so don't worry."

[sblock=OOC]those pics I promised will have to wait. I had some technical difficulties.[/sblock]

 

[Shayuri]

"Jesus frying in a pan," Mel mutters as she gets to the engine pods.

She looks at the others and calls, "Stevie...are these things Syrran? You have to be kidding me!"

 

[Blackrat]

"Actually they are Mirp design. Earth Fleet bought them when they were making this line of ships. That was when we were still trying to figure out how to manufacture these ourself, and they are still better than our latest engines, despite their age. But now I have to run. I still have four meetings today. I'll see you when you get back. Have fun kids." Stevie says as he walks away.

 

[Rhun]

"well, I guess we should should board her and run a few diagnostic routines." Damon smiles and runs a hand through his spikey hair. "After all, we have a job to do."