Common Ground (Ongoing)
Dec 20, 2011 21:13:21 GMT -5
Post by draikade on Dec 20, 2011 21:13:21 GMT -5
Writers
Solsabre - Ronin, Cha'delk
Clewt - Schayth, Brelnix
G1 Universe
Originally posted a the Echoes of Thunder RPG
Posted with the permission of all involving parties.
Location: Earth
Solsabre - Ronin, Cha'delk
Clewt - Schayth, Brelnix
G1 Universe
Originally posted a the Echoes of Thunder RPG
Posted with the permission of all involving parties.
Location: Earth
New Destination [/center]
In the deep darkness of space, a black space fighter followed along side the freighter ships in his care. While maintaining his vigil for intruders, his mind wondered back to when he met his latest employer at the run-down shipyard and where he’s come since then.
I don’t know if I’ll ever truly understand this power of kindness and the effects it has on everyone nearby. I told him I didn’t want anything and delivering the vaccine to the colonists simply needed to be done. Never have I met a merchant willing to part so quickly with his profits, especially with the numbers he was offering for this position in protecting his freighters…
Ronin growled at himself for his endless loop of questions and thoughts and decided to simply accept the situation as it was. Resuming his sweeping of the route ahead, Ronin was interrupted by an incoming message from the Merchant Cha’delk.
::Greetings, my brooding friend, what a peaceful trip we’re having so far. Just thought I’d let you know you know we’re heading to a new planet just recently added to the Trade Planet Registry. I’m going to be using these shipments to barter with there and establish some contracts. Apparently, it’s a very rich planet, so I’m expecting good things. So, we’ll be stationed there for sometime, so you can go ahead and take some time off there. I hear there are many wonderful sights to see and even better the planet is 70% water! Fly well, my friend!::
At the end of the message, Ronin sent the usual silent electronic confirmation that the message was received. Drifting over the side of another cargo ships, Ronin’s mind wanders again.
Amphibians…only they could get excited about water…and Cha’delk gets even more long winded than usual…a vacation?...might as well I suppose, since I don’t seems to have a choice…
Ronin was surprised he wasn’t too agitated by that order to take shore-leave, then again a vacation sounded like a good idea. Entering the new coordinates into his navigation system, his rear thruster engines fired up hotly burst forward toward the new planet with the rest of the convoy.