For the Mug -2-
09 Mar 2021Sir Boundness
Ok so where did she park this old piece of - . 1001 … 1002 … 1003 … damnit, not on this park deck. *taking elevator to level AB3*
- one hour later –
Wow, here it is. Looks smaller than I have remembered. And it still has this scratch from my stunt attempt going sideways through the airlock at Mars High. I was pretty lucky at that time I didn’t hit the Type 9 just leaving. I thought they all made space for me … man was I wrong.
Ok, lets get this baby to the upper deck.
Just pay the parking bill on the terminal … Wait what? Why has she booked the heated, UV lighted, smooth gravity package for this bucket of steel and rust. 25.000 bucks just to get you of here… this day gets better and better.
Ok – lets plot the route to … let me see, where do I need to get it … Oh, “Alpha Centaury” – hmm, never have been there. Maybe this trip is getting interesting after all – could find some new business potentials – this painting was a hell of an investment.
*getting on board - sniffing and looking around in the ship*
Still smells a bit like “teen spirit” … I remember going for supernovas in this little brick with the girls from Mars. Should have left some windows open after my return…
Wait what is this? Since when we do have an extra 8t fuel tank in here? Always after the best deals my mom. If there is cheap fuel, she’s all about it.
By the way, ah of course – fully loaded with fuel – of course why not. Ok, lets get this baby rollin’ and I’m back for lunch.
*leaving the station*
Ok let’s see – 4.38LY – just a small hop. Good, saves me the refilling. Let’s get out here!
