A night at the Rackham baby
24 May 2021SighnWaive
I awake from my coma. "17 hours!? Why did they let me sleep so long..." I roll out of bed and walk over to the shower to start it. While it warms, I start a pot of coffee in the kitchenette. I sigh as I pause to look in the mirror, "...Your age is getting to you Arol". After showering, and putting on suitable clothes, I pour a "to-go" mug of coffee into The Hutton Mug I picked up from a shop back in the bubble. "I guess I'll go see how it's going."Entering the bridge, I see Greta at the window. I walk over and stand beside her.
"Good morning commander, I hope you rested well."
"Ugh...Too long my friend" I respond, I follow up with "Sam has finished his shift I see, how much have the pilots moved so far?"
Greta looks down at her pad in hand. "Our current holds show 7,111 units of Liquor and 4,458 units of Tritium. There are 951 units of other material including 736 units of Bauxite owned by commander CompuCat."
I nod, "Looks like we've about gone through 4000 units then. Maybe just a bit more, with all the partying."
Greta smiles a bit, but still mostly as stern faced as always. "I'll see to it that we stay put until we are empty commander" she says as she steps away from the window. "After all, the other commanders can't pass up such a great time here at the Rackham."