Mark's Space Bar & Bounties

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ONI "Is that so?"

"A job you say?"

Not one lacking a keen eye, Mark sensed an air of strength about Jumbo... and slid him a piece of paper.

Bounties 28/03/2621

Henry and his thugs
A group of thugs have been hiding out a few systems up the route. Although they rarely steal, they have a habit of hanging around space junk, tagging their "territory" and ocassionally raiding civilian vessels for "shits and giggles". I need you to find their hide out so I can alert the authorities to take him back to his parents.
25,000 credits, void if Henry is badly injured

Captain Bert
A few pirates are patrolling the route, but most notably a pirate captain named "Bert" came past and raided a large freighter that was carrying vaccinations for the space flu to Barnard's Star. If you can knock out bert, you'll make him attone for his crimes. Also be sure to secure some of the containers from the freighter, and deliver them. You'll have lives in debt to you.
200,000 credits + any rewards from the recipients of the supplies

Owl Gang
A gang has formed on an abandoned outpost, named "the owl gang". They've been imposing a heavy tariff on freighters passing through the area, and is frankly unlawful. If you can take down their operation, you'll be opening up a good part of the trade route.
100,000 credits

Radioactive waste
A recent fuel freighter passing through had experienced a hull breach, leaving radioactive FTL fuel scattered around the area. You'll need to clean it up for the space dolphin migration.
50,000 credits

"If you want the strongest drink, you'll have to sign a waiver..."

KrankysFirebrand48 The station does respond... not that it could, it didn't have an active comms station. They could still dock regardless.

Upon docking, the crew was met with a modern looking lounge, underfloor lighting, fancy carpet, glass tables with padded stools surrounding them, and of course the main bar, featuring a fancy bench made out of (fake) granite. A glass display case showed the various beverages available, complete with blue backlighting.

The bartender was busy preparing drinks, but plenty of seats were still available.

HMS-Hood

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"sure, if you don't mind could ya tell me more aboot this so-called owl gang," he says as he signs the waiver for the drink "sheesh, looks like this drink is gonna have a kick"

KrankysFirebrand48

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The ship docked with the station. If you looked out the window you could see that the ships name was “Arctic Enforcement”. Scans could reveal that there were only two people on the ship. The man and another person.
The man walked out the ship. With smoke crawling around the floor beneath him. The man was a humanoid. He looked like a dark skinned human, but it was hard to tell. He had a cowboys hat and a rectangular blue holographic screen in front of his left eye. The man wore leather jacket on top of some sort of green camouflaged armour. There was a strap across his chest with two pistols and a few rounds. His legs were also armored.

ONI

Compilatron Oliver finishes his drink. He sits in silence as the bartender does his thing. Eventually the silence is broken by "Don't suppose there is anything else to do around here, like a job?"

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HMS-Hood The bartender brings out a large, bomb-shaped glass and pours a fair amount of vodka and juice into it, before opening a lead-lined container and sprinkling some shiny stones into it.

"Here you go."

The bartender passes the large glass of alcohol to Jumbo...

"The owl gang have set up an illegal toll booth further down the trade route, forcing ships out of warp and making them pay an extremely heavy toll to pass through. Naturally, this has turned a lot of freighters away from the route... but if you can sabotage their operation, well... you'd be doing a massive service to a lotta freighters."

Drakador_Chaos

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Amongst what seemed to be a number of already present people another, rather small, ship entered the area...
Has
Haswin sat at the controls and hailed the station, requesting docking.
He scratched his chin, should he?
Should he not?
"Hm...Hmmm..."
He looked at Evelyn, which was playing around with the tools to the left of the control room, at least she wasn´t fiddling with the ship right now.
He sighed.
"Evelyn, we´ll be visiting this station, you´ll come with me, ok?"
Internally he lifted an eyebrow, maybe he could precent her fiddling with the ship during his absence like that.
'I mean, she seems tobe pretty good with the mechanical stuff, but better to do that at a station than... well, middle of nowhere.'
He nodded, more to himself than Evelyn and waited for the docking protocols to kick in and for Evelyns answer.

HMS-Hood

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"oh, don't worry, I plan to do more than just sabotage," he said before slamming at least half of the drink in one big gulp looking rather unphased when he had set the drink back down. "cor blimey I haven't had a kick like that is a good time" he chuckled before finishing the rest of the drink and paying his tab. Walking away from the bar make could tell jumbo was a bit tipsy, "I'll be back soon, or not, who knows!"

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Drakador_Chaos "Ok!"

Evelyn happily blorbled, wanting to visit somewhere new. She put away the tools, before adjusting her dress again, ready for the ship to dock.

Drakador_Chaos

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Haswin nodded, again.
"Good, good..."
He turned back to consoles and finished docking procedures, getting up and grabbing his jacket afterwards.
He went over to the box and was about to open it but then shook his head and decided differently, he pulled out one of drawers and grabbed a lighter looking pistol from inside, putting in in a holster beneath the jacket.
"Ok, we´re good to go, come with me."
He headed off to the airlock and into the station.

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Drakador_Chaos Upon docking, Haswin were met with a modern looking lounge, underfloor lighting, fancy carpet, glass tables with padded stools surrounding them, and of course the main bar, featuring a fancy bench made out of (fake) granite. A glass display case showed the various beverages available, complete with blue backlighting.

Evelyn followed along just behind him, her steps making a little pitter patter noise. She examined the room curiously, looking closely at every object she passed by.

Feeling uncomfortable, she moved closer towards Haswin, pressing against his side.

Drakador_Chaos

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Haswin observed the room for a couple of moments, as well as Mark, although he didn´t know yet it was his name.
After these couple of moments... he patted Evelyns head.
"Seems like a decent place, it´s fine girl."
He headed towards the barcounter and sat down.
"G'd day. Got anything to drink? Or, to do in this sector?"
He frowned, remember he was low on ftl fuel.
"Preferably something nearby."

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Drakador_Chaos The bartender examined the man... seeing his equipment... he thought he might be the kind of guy he's looking for.

"Well... I might have a job for you."

The bartender slid a peice of paper over to Haswin. Evelyn tried to get up to take a look for herself.

Bounties 28/03/2621

Henry and his thugs
A group of thugs have been hiding out a few systems up the route. Although they rarely steal, they have a habit of hanging around space junk, tagging their "territory" and ocassionally raiding civilian vessels for "shits and giggles". I need you to find their hide out so I can alert the authorities to take him back to his parents.
25,000 credits, void if Henry is badly injured

Captain Bert
A few pirates are patrolling the route, but most notably a pirate captain named "Bert" came past and raided a large freighter that was carrying vaccinations for the space flu to Barnard's Star. If you can knock out bert, you'll make him attone for his crimes. Also be sure to secure some of the containers from the freighter, and deliver them. You'll have lives in debt to you.
200,000 credits + any rewards from the recipients of the supplies

~~Owl Gang~~
A gang has formed on an abandoned outpost, named "the owl gang". They've been imposing a heavy tariff on freighters passing through the area, and is frankly unlawful. If you can take down their operation, you'll be opening up a good part of the trade route.
100,000 credits

Radioactive waste
A recent fuel freighter passing through had experienced a hull breach, leaving radioactive FTL fuel scattered around the area. You'll need to clean it up for the space dolphin migration.
50,000 credits

Seeing Evelyn pop her head up over the table, the bartender was a little shocked, never having seen a creature like that before.

Drakador_Chaos

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Haswin lifted both eyebrows, looked at the bartender, then at what he had been so surprised about...
"Oh, yeah, that´s Evelyn."
As if that didn´t require any more explaining, he proceeded to look at the bounties, for quite a while actually.
He didn´t have the equipment for cleaning up FTL fuel, shame really, since he´d need to buy some soon.
Owl gang seemed to be already taken, although it may be worth a look if whoever had taken it might kick the bucket.
Captain Bert seemed to be a bit of a handful, not like he couldn´t handle but still... better not risk it. Or maybe do risk it?
Hm...
Group of thugs usually wasn´t quite his thing. Wasn´t quite the type to babysit, although since he´d only have to find their hideout... maybe...
Hm...
"Who´s this Bert guy? You know where he is and how many men or ships he has?"

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Drakador_Chaos "Evelyn?"

Evelyn nodded in response, before pointing at a bottle of strange green liquid on the wall.

"Uhh... sure?"

The bartender poured a small amount of the strange green liquid, before slowly passing it over to Evelyn...

"Bert... Ol' pirate who's ravaged this route for a while now... his ship has a dozen men aboard, but it's a little old by these days... still takes out a freighter without quarrel. He's not the greatest pirate, but he sure as hell is one of the least civil... no doubt he'd use dirty tactics to make some doublins for the black market..."

Evelyn shakes the glass in hand, before taking a sip.

(Roll 1d20 for outcome: 13)

Evelyn blorbles happily! She seemed to like the drink. Haswin couldn't help but notice her composition getting a little bit... thicker and opaque.

Drakador_Chaos

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When Haswin saw Evelyn getting a drink he was about to scold her though then decided against it, no pet, no daughter, just a crewmate. In the end he was just glad nothing exploded.
In regards to the jobs, no matter how he turned things, they all weren´t exactly optimal.
However, there were certain priorities he´d have to set.
So, about this FTL fuel, how much is there? You think it´s still usable if one were to clean it up?"
He had an idea on how to deal with the fuel, though it´d be pointless if it be just trash he had to dispose of later...

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HMS-Hood "Now I've seen everything..."

The bartender resumed cleaning up the glass... something he hadn't needed to do in a while before the patron in question went unconcious...

(Feel free to make a new thread for this)

HMS-Hood

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jumbo would float back to the bar, in a hard suit, seeing as his craft had been struck by autocannons and was now a piece of swiss cheese floating around in space with him he carried a cargo crate, it was mostly filled his things but, he did have some of the goods that originally in there, hopefully, he could sell them for something somewhere. As he floated up to the bar he kept a keen eye out for any kind of an EVA port so he could get back onto the station I mean, after all, he didn't want to space the entire docking gantry by prying it open and slipping in

HMS-Hood

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HMS-Hood (ye)

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KrankysFirebrand48

KrankysFirebrand48 Scans could reveal that there were only two people on the ship

(The station doesn't have sensors lmao)

Upon docking, they were met with a modern looking lounge, underfloor lighting, fancy carpet, glass tables with padded stools surrounding them, and of course the main bar, featuring a fancy bench made out of (fake) granite. A glass display case showed the various beverages available, complete with blue backlighting.

The bartender was busy preparing drinks, but plenty of seats were still available.

Drakador_Chaos

"Usable? Most of it is still in it's tanks, ripe for the picking... the downside is the uhh... slight radiation..."
The bartender shook his head.
"Yeah, unless you've got an industrial grade radiation hardsuit in your ship I..."

"I can do it!" Evelyn chirped up. "Radiation doesn't affect slimes. As much."
Her air of determination and loyalty was undeniable at the very least...

(Co-ordinates uploaded to: Cracked Freighter! How were they uploaded? Who knows!)

ONI

"Job? I mean, I dunno, you don't look like you're fit for the kind of work around here..."

Drakador_Chaos

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Haswin scratched his chin...
At this point the radiation resistance didn´t surpise him anymore, the more interesting thing was how fast Evelyn seemed to be learning and more concerning how much she already knew, this vending machine was a pretty fishy thing...
He shrugged.
Well, wouldn´t be the weird experiment he´d have taken some part in.
"Well, FTL fuel it is. Might come back for other jobs later, we´ll see."
He paid up and headed back to the ship, as a faint realization came to him:
'If Evelyn goes and grabs the ftl fuel tanks and comes back, isn´t the ship full of radiation then?'
He once more more scratched his breaded chin.
He would have to detach the rear armor and bring the ftl fuel in that way and together with EVA suit...
Yes, it should probably work out.
"Come Evelyn, we´re leaving."

KrankysFirebrand48

Compilatron (The station doesn't have sensors lmao)

(This why it says “could”)

KrankysFirebrand48

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The man walked up to the bar with heavy steps.
"Bartender," he said with his accent, "gimme one of them nukes."

ONI

Compilatron I may not look the part, but I’m somewhat of an expert pilot. Flew Pelicans in the old hingegead war.

He slides the pistol out of his holster and places it on the bar. His hands are are on the slide away from the trigger has he places the large Chrome handgun down.

Also know how to use this.

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Drakador_Chaos "Ok!"

Evelyn happily trotted along behind haswin, jiggling as she moved.

KrankysFirebrand48

The bartender raised his eyebrows.

"Y'ah serious?"