Day #14 - The Fine Print
07 Jun 2021Comrey
CMDR Gene ComreyJune 7th, 3307, 21:24
The Brig, Luchtaine A 1 c, Luchtaine, 22013.54 Ly from Sol
The Colonia Council finally gave me Mel Brandon's location, but not before making me do one last job for them. After all the work I've already done, they promised it'd be an easy run. Just deliver some data from point A to point B, merely 8 lightyears away, in the Ogmar system. Sounded easy enough, but I guess I should have read the fine print. The Council failed to inform me that I'd be carrying some very valuable data. Some very dangerous data. The type of data that was very in the demand with some very dangerous people. They did not bother mentioning this to me at all as I sat my ass down in the cozy seat of my explorer ship.
Nyx isn't made for combat. She's completely unarmed, her hull is lightweight, and her shield is basically as thick as a second coat of paint, for which the only use is to land on planets without scratching my actual coat of paint. And to top all that, the fact that I was carrying this data was somehow leaked to every deadbeat cunt that had their own rustbucket to pilot. If I didn't know any better, it's almost as if the Council wanted to get rid of me. Conveniently after I've done their dirty work. Funny how that keeps happening to me, eh? No matter, though. None of the amateurs managed to interdict me, so the data was delivered successfuly, and in the end I got my location.
Mel Brandon, of course, also wanted me to use my talents to earn his service, and tasked me with bringing him some bounty vouchers. I suppose I'll have to rent a ship here, tinker on the weaponry a bit and go get them, then.
Figure I might start by hunting me some Council members.
Comrey out.