Captain's Log - GSG Ross
26 November 4501 - Ross System
Sol Customs took their sweet time crawling through the Good Times II's guts today. Forty-seven minutes of armed bureaucrats poking at every welded seam while Ross' acid rain pitted our hull plating. This planet's what you get when you let industrialists run wild - skies the color of engine coolant and oceans thick enough to walk on.
Refueling operations went as expected:
Ocean intake turned the filters into a chemical warfare warning system
Beñat's "within tolerances" = we won't die before next jump
Lucid updated her will (again)
Mission Highlights:
Diverted inspection team from Arkip's hidey-hole (cost: one fake maintenance alert)
Spent eight hours jury-rigging a data dump into Ross' broadcast grid (watching their news streams glitch was worth the migraine)
Lunch with the comms officer: mediocre seafood, excellent blackmail material
Aidan's "snack run" included 50cr of Arkip's favorite carcinogenic junk food
Fuel bill: 200,000 credits. The look on Lucid's face: priceless.
3 December
We arrive in the Sol System.
Bong is dropped off at the Guild's moon facility
5 December
Sol Sector, Sol System – Mars
The plan is that I go Bloodrat, tell him that we're gonna pretend to arrest him. Beñat and Aidan hang back.
We make a successful stealth jump to Ross with Bloodrat and the cargo.
We send out a an SOS and dump some debris to make it look good
6 December
Sol Sector, Ross System - Ross
Coming out of our stealth jump startles the Ross authorities. Solar Ministry of Internal Security cover doesn't work, so Lucid name drops her dad and insinuates this is business for him.
We refuel only a quarter of a tank (-40,000 credits)
7 December
Sol Sector, Cygnus System - Cygnus
We tell them we were the mail, explaining the stealth jump away as us getting out of a sticky situation. The ship is a salvage.
Bloodrat is dropped off here to sort out his own affairs
We fill up on a full tank. The place is under sanctions from the Union of Sol, driving up the prices. (-300,000 credits).
Byzantion
We get waived on through thanks to my boo.
Husnu is pleased with our expediency. We make delivery of the crates, including the warframe, gun drones, and fuck ton of rifles.
We get paid 4 million. We decide to set a course for Cincestrellan space next.
Captain Peter Avignon
SS Good Times II
"Delivering democracy (or whatever) since 4498"