Widowmakers and Limpet Eaters
23 Jan 2016Sxtxixtxcxh
Hanging out at a little dive at Macvicar Base, listening to old timers talkin about widowmaker asteroids and arguing who had the closest call, and someone sidles up and sits next to me and says, "We need a pilot... A quiet pilot."He slips me a piece of paper with a cargo bay number on it, and leaves a cred stick for the bartender...
Not sure how these Rats found me, but considering how many of them I've cashed in I'm curious why they think I'd help them out.
Show up ready to rumble, but there was no one there. Just 24 tons of narcotics and a promissory note for 7 figures on the condition these get to a system 50 or so light years out.
Bold.
Can't ignore a paycheck like that. A trap? maybe... but people need their fix, I'd like that payout... short story shorter: 100 more LY under my belt, over a mil more credits to my name.
Spent more time in the mines, getting into the swing of things... chasing off pirates... dropping goods to desperate factions at various stations, doing my thing...
Drop into Dunlop, and run head on into a Diamonback immediately as I drop out. Never had that happen before. Can't imagine it will happen again.
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