Babylon 5: Outrageous Fortune

[Vertexx69]

Croft takes the loupe out of his eye and puts away the tiny probe. "Well I'm sure the Shadows had far more allies than just those that are known to the general population. I've seen several items like this where lower tech civilizations find or are given technology far beyond there own, and try to integrate it with there own.

So what kind of artifacts are you looking for now? Any kind of technology similar to this could be very dangerous to...even be in proximity too, if you don't know what you're doing. You might want to consider finding an expert to take with you."

 

[Shayuri]

"I...sort of thought that's why you were here," Ash points out, giving Linmer a questioning look.

"Maybe I should shut up now before I start making debits that my bank's not going to cash."

 

[Leif]

Kirth Warren

Kirth flicks the ashes from his cigarette and looks as if he is about to speak. He wisely thinks better of it, takes another drag on his cigarette, and looks very thoughtful.

 

[Dr Simon]

Linmer gives a small bow to Ashley.

"It was... decided that Mr. Callo would be a valuable addition to your crew, given your experiences on Lison," he says. He turns to Croft. "As I trust you were informed, these people are searching for alien technology that may help with the bio-engineered plague affecting Earth. Specifically, in this sector of space, Tal-Kona'Sha technology.

"However, their current mission is a simple search and retrieval job from a derelict Markab vessel. Your expertise in ancient technology is unlikely to be required, but perhaps your other talents might? And, with Mr. Warren joining the crew it will be a good opportunity for you all to experience working as a team."

He gives the slightest of smiles - almost warm and friendly for a Minbari.

 

[Leif]

Kirth Warren

Kirth gives Linmer a subtle nod and slight smile for the acknowledgement. "I'll do my part to keep our gear functional. Let's hope that we have no need for a gunner!"

 

[Shayuri]

"Yeah, well, the Fortune's not a battleship," Ashley says. "If there's need for a gunner, you can bet it'll probably be for covering fire as we get the hell out."

"All right, we know where we're going, we know what we're doing...anything else anyone wants to add before we adjourn?"

 

[Vertexx69]

"Ah yes, I had forgotten that part. I have been at the bar for several hours." The young Centari nods his head to himself and starts tapping out a message on his communicator then pauses. "Which dock is the ship at so I can have my things brought round?" After getting the answer he finishes typing in the instructions and gives a slight bow to the others. "Are there any other preparations that need to be made then before we are off?"

OOC - sorry for the delay, my mother's been in and out of the hospital with cancer treatment.

 

[Leif]

Kirth Warren

Kirth, duly chastized, remains silently ready for action.

 

[Dr Simon]

Fendamir Transfer Point, aboard the Outrageous Fortune, two days later...

The Fortune drops out of the gate back into normal space after a couple of days in hyperspace. Cheshana has been quiet for the past day, after some initial conversation with Kirth about the Abbai datapad. It seems that Cheshana is an engineer, so the two men enjoy a bit of technical discussion before a sombre mood overtakes the Markab.

Fendamir was a transfer point, one of the many laborious real-space stages that commercial vessels have to take to travel the galaxy. There was once a refuelling depot set up by the Drazi but this was destroyed during the Shadow War. The Drazi government never saw fit to replace Fendamir Station and the system is now something of an abandoned backwater. Cheshana tells you that the Markab ship, the Lashaiaj, was heading here many years ago, a year before the Shadow War broke out openly, when it was last seen. He gives you a selection of calculated trajectories that the ship may have taken had it dropped into realspace out of control.

A vast blue gas giant hangs "over" your view, once the source of hydrogen fuel for the destroyed Fendamir Station. Now it provides intermittent interference to sensors and communications, and a slight but inexorable gravity well that Sarhat has to constantly compensate for.

Finally, after some hours of searching, you find something caught in a distant orbit of the gas giant, its sensor silhouette suggests that it is not a piece of debris from Fendamir.

Cheshana does some calculation on his hand-held computer.

"That's it," he says grimly.

 

[Leif]

Kirth Warren

"Oh, just great. Here at last, are we? Now what?"