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'''Chong:''' Riight. Everybody buys stuff, but most people use their credit chips to do it.<br> | '''Chong:''' Riight. Everybody buys stuff, but most people use their credit chips to do it.<br> | ||
'''Arden:''' Right.<br> | '''Arden:''' Right.<br> | ||
| − | '''Chong:''' They’re useless to rob, right? But ahhhh! (Holds up finger) Here’s the thing. About 2 AM the strip joints close. Everybody’s got cash money and they need to get rid of it. They’re hungry and they got to a kiosk and they spend the money and the money’s not picked up til 6AM. | + | '''Chong:''' They’re useless to rob, right? But ahhhh! (Holds up finger) Here’s the thing. About 2 AM the strip joints close. Everybody’s got cash money and they need to get rid of it. They’re hungry and they got to a kiosk and they spend the money and the money’s not picked up til 6AM. I have the keys. |
Chong leans back and looks at us expectantly: dude, you get the picture? | Chong leans back and looks at us expectantly: dude, you get the picture? | ||
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While we’re cooling our heels during the repairs, we try to find legitimate employment for the two-three days we’re waiting. Rina offers to set up a crate outside our ship with a sign saying “Small repairs while you wait.” She’s done it before. Unfortunately, though this isn’t a closed-shop/union world, the business communities are sewn up tight. She’s not going to get anywhere with the idea. We’re pretty much free agents at this point and we’re looking for lucrative cargo. Christian makes himself useful by getting on the Cortex to hunt prospects down. | While we’re cooling our heels during the repairs, we try to find legitimate employment for the two-three days we’re waiting. Rina offers to set up a crate outside our ship with a sign saying “Small repairs while you wait.” She’s done it before. Unfortunately, though this isn’t a closed-shop/union world, the business communities are sewn up tight. She’s not going to get anywhere with the idea. We’re pretty much free agents at this point and we’re looking for lucrative cargo. Christian makes himself useful by getting on the Cortex to hunt prospects down. | ||
| − | However, since the Cortex is monitored, we have to go carefully if we start investigating things like | + | However, since the Cortex is monitored, we have to go carefully if we start investigating things like Potemkin’s activities or if we have a BOLO on us or our ship. The news headlines are helpful, even though Potemkin isn’t the sort that gets splashed all over the front page. He prefers a lower profile. Nika hits on the idea of calling Massoukis on Paquin to see if he’s heard anything on his end. Is our backtrail clear? Or can we expect company? We send off a message to him and go on with our business. |
The repairs on our ship are continuing apace. We’re not entirely sure if everything will get done before the job goes down, but there’s hope they will be. Rina watches everything as closely as possible, keeping an eye out for sabotage or shoddy workmanship that could kill us later. The bees we transported are still showing up in the most unexpected and unlikely places and there is a lot of head scratching and general ribbing about it from the repair crew. Like how the beeswax is the only thing holding this bucket of bolts together, that sort of thing. Rina growls over it, but leaves the crew unmolested by her 10-inch pipe wrench. | The repairs on our ship are continuing apace. We’re not entirely sure if everything will get done before the job goes down, but there’s hope they will be. Rina watches everything as closely as possible, keeping an eye out for sabotage or shoddy workmanship that could kill us later. The bees we transported are still showing up in the most unexpected and unlikely places and there is a lot of head scratching and general ribbing about it from the repair crew. Like how the beeswax is the only thing holding this bucket of bolts together, that sort of thing. Rina growls over it, but leaves the crew unmolested by her 10-inch pipe wrench. | ||
