Vetri's Ventings: Tasty...
01 Feb 2016Phrae Vetri
Say what you like about Imperial citizens and their habit of being dickish to anyone with a foreign accent, but they do have some things going for them - as I discovered within less than an hour after docking the Bad Joke on Lagerkvist Gateweay in Synteini.Exhibit A: The food. Seriously. I just had the most gorgeous pasta I have ever tasted in my life. And given that this was in some dive-level eatery just off the docks, I'm almost afraid to let myself wonder what the food's going to be like in the really expensive places.
And for added points, browsing over the trade listings made my eyes - and my credit balance - light up. Okay, fine, slavery bad, but this is the Imperial version. These guys pretty much volunteer for it, and as financial safety nets go, I can think of a lot worse. And if I'm gonna get paid that much to ferry them around... well, who am I to criticise the local customs?
I did stumble over one thing that put a bit of a downer on the day, though. After I managed to drag myself out of that eatery, I decided to have a wander around and ended up in the shipyard showroom. Big. Mistake. The local ships are so pretty. And so very out of my price range right now.
Maybe if He Who Shall Not Be Named had gotten me one of those, I'd have spent a little less time looking up assorted crotch-rotting diseases I could happily imagine him coming down with.
Still, looking over what was on sale did get me thinking. I mean, despite its pedigree, the dodgy FSD, the weird smell of fried bacon whenever the landing gear is deployed, and the faintly nauseating paint scheme, the Bad Joke has proved to be a decent enough little ship. But the key word there is 'little'. Even with an upgraded cargo rack, it's just not got enough space to haul very much.
Plus, you know, there's the fact that I'd be cutting off the last tie to what started me off down this road. Which does not strike me as a bad thing, all told.