Leif's DISCONTINUED GURPS Traveller Game -- IC01

James "Jimmy" Beam LIII

Jimmy keeps smiling as he sizes up the group. "You have your own ship.... I have a high passage ticket and want to be off this snowball in a reasonable time. How long before you plan on leaving?"

After waiting for an answer, Jimmy continues, "So if you don't have true high passage staterooms, what exactly do you have? Room for some cargo, then? Perhaps we could work a deal?"

Perhaps god sent them to me? It would be the first sign of god on this iceball.
 

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Zoe glanced at Spider. Technically she wasn't the one empowered to negotiate this stuff, though there was nothing official stopping her. It just wasn't tradition. But Spider was wrapped up in the new girl, so she shrugged at the prospective passenger.

"We're fueling. Be an hour or two. You'll have a stateroom of your own, with a 'fresher, a bunk you don't have to share and space for personals. Our ship doesn't have much cargo tonnage, but we're not carrying either so if you need some cargo space we can work something out. We have a destination, but it's not time critical so if there's somewhere in particular you're going, we can head there."

A High Passage ticket's reimbursement would make that worth it, she thought, as long as it wasn't more than a few jumps.
 

James "Jimmy" Beam LIII

"Sounds reasonable. Can we take a look at the stateroom and cargo hold? How much space are we talking about?" Jimmy begins to plan out a deal in his head.
 

Spider

The tall, bald dark skinned youth flips open a computer and says, "Here's a few stills of the ship I took a couple of jumps ago. Not much has changed since then. That room is occupied, but the one we have free looks just like it. Here's a shot of the cargo hold."
 

Inthe/Glisten en route to Edenelt/Trin's Veil

The Travellers stand on the stoop of the 'watering hole' making small talk while their thirst grows and grows ......
 


Ji

The tall, bald dark skinned youth flips open a computer and says, "Here's a few stills of the ship I took a couple of jumps ago. Not much has changed since then. That room is occupied, but the one we have free looks just like it. Here's a shot of the cargo hold."

"Let's step inside and have a drink. What's that hold, about 10x40x10? What's that in standard tons?"

OOC: Hold looks like 12x44 on the map of the ship. Not sure what standard ceiling clearance is.
 

"Eleven standard tons displacement," Zoe replied automatically. "Plus a few cubic feet in the air raft's trunk, if you're really hard up for space."

She raised an eyebrow. "Why? What kind of cargo are you bringing?"
 


Inthe/Glisten en route to Edenelt/Trin's Veil

OOC: Feel free to make up some weird concoction, if you wish, Scotley, or it can just be the Inthe equivalent of Miller Lite, if you prefer. ;)
 
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