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BELT Legitimate Salvage

Discussion in 'Private Roleplay' started by Fahir, Mar 25, 2019.

  1. Fahir

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    Fahir had not actually thought the entire crew would come and sit around the table willingly. He left iris and ren to work out keeping the dolma parcels folded up. He hadn't had any skewers to make the quorn koftas on so he poked one with his fork. Whilst he suspected the spices he'd bought were a little past best they still came through. Fahir added a bit of one of his dolma to his mouthful and stood from the table.

    He disappeared behind the counter for a moment to the sound of glass shifting. Fahir returned to the table with a new bottle of ouzo and five small metal shot glasses. They hadn't had raki but this was close enough. He poured everyone a measure and slid the shot glasses down the table.

    "Pulled off a good job. Everyone gets a full three days shore leave at Ceres," he declared before taking his seat again. That was as close to a toast as anyone would get from him.
     
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  2. Iris

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    Iris raised her brows, giving a silent cheers to that. They had made it well off indeed. All thanks to her, mind you. But she spared any such gloat as the others gave different levels of response.

    Ren flat out smiled, giving a hearty 'thanks boss' before she sipped delicately at her shot. Iris tipped it back, letting out a deep sigh of pleasure as she dug back in for more food.

    "What are the plans afterwards?" Ren asked, wiping at the back of her mouth before giving for another bite. "...Gaynemede?" Her voice tipped in restrained hope.
     
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  3. Fahir

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    "Depmfs," went Fahir before swallowing. He decided not to pour another glass of ouzo.

    "Want to keep our options open. I'm not taking us to Ganymede if the earthers and martians are still taking shots at each other there.

    "It looks like it is all calming down. Good money to any freighters that can take repair workers or equipment out there. Apparently the entire main mirror was destroyed."

    The array of mirrors was used to focus light on the domes that were used to grow fresh produce for most of the belt. If the gardens died they wouldn't have fresh vegetables again for a very long time.
     
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    Ren stopped eating, looking up in nothing short of shock and distress. "The whole mirror? How are they gonna survive?" The short answer was that they weren't. Not for a long while, anyway. Not without help.

    The long answer was that the lucky ones would get off. Relocate. Have a semblance of normal living again. Well. As normal as it could get on the belt.

    "We should help them. And why not, you'll still get money out of it," she insisted.
     
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  5. Fahir

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    "They'll have to build another one," Fahir replied with a shrug. He knew there was more to it than that but he didn't want to dwell on it. There were people suffering across the belt because of the inners letting their conflict spill over. Wasn't even accidental. They kept the fighting far from home to safeguard their own worlds. Both sides had a nuclear arsenal large enough to eradicate the other.

    "We'll go there after Ceres," he replied. "Got cargo that needs to be sold there, then we can take supplies out there."
     
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  6. Iris

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    Ren nodded, appeased with this. "Knew you had a heart in there somewhere," she teased, digging back into her dinner.

    Iris gave him a heavy look from across the table, her expression saying just the opposite. Was never good to intermingle your business deals with desperate people. Especially when ships like yours were the only way out of long line to death.

    "Shoved somewhere up his ass," she grumbled, going back to her meal. "You know that's just gonna make stuff harder for us." Or rather, her. It was her job to dodge the bullets after all.
     
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  7. Fahir

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    "Might be too hot. Don't want to land and have the ship torn apart by people trying to flee," he said after a moment of consideration.

    He met Iris' look head on. He decided to let the heart comment slip by for the time being. The crew were in the black on good will from their captain for a while longer at least.

    "Keep an eye on the news broadcasts for me. If we have to drop supplies out in the open and let them pick it up with mechs to stay safe..." Fahir gave another wide shrug with his hands. It seemed to be his gesture of the evening. He dropped his gaze to the bottle of ouzo and poured himself another shot.

    "Three days shore leave should enough for what's happening to...well...make the news."
     
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  8. Iris

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    It already had made the news. Well. For her. She didn't draw attention to that though. It was better to keep her facts to herself and enjoy the shore time then have to deal with miss conscious over there bugging at them to do something.

    "Yes, sir." Which was code for 'whatever you say'.

    Or perhaps she was sassing him from behind her empanada. She had grown a touch more strong willed with him since that night.
     
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  9. Fahir

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    And Fahir had noticed and hasn't quite decided how he felt about it yet. He had been waiting for her to cross the line far enough that he could make a stand on something.

    "I did get some sweets too," Fahir said. There was a screech as Luis pushed his chair away from the table. Another followed as he pulled it back.

    "Ceres is going to be a bit messy too," Fahir said. He downed his glass of ouzo and headed back to the galley. Unrest could quickly spill into violence.
     
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  10. Iris

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    Ren was smiling at Luis, amused. "You like sweets?"

    Iris ignored the chatter, leaning in as a touch of seriousness reached her brows. "Messy? How." She knew of the unrest, but she didn't know of his intentions there. Three days, she didn't expect him to lounge around jerking off to jazz music. He'd be up to stuff, which begged the question what. And should she be there herself.
     
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    "Messy as in...the UN officially pulled out of Ceres and Star Helix are barely managing to hold the peace. OPA have taken over a bunch of districts too. Beltalowda gonna protest about Ganymede and that might get nasty."

    Fahir disappeared beneath the counter and emerged with a small vacuum sealed set of sweet pastries..

    "So we need to stay away from the central districts," Fahir said. The central parts of Ceres had a lower effective gravity from the spin so tended to be inhabited by the poor. They were rife with crime too.
     
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  12. Iris

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    "Easy enough, could do with nice lodgings for once." Iris licked her fingers clean, every plate emptied of the fresh dinner they had been gifted.

    "But what are you plannin on doin?" She leaned forward onto her elbows as he approached, her eyes on him and not the pastries. Unlike some other wide eyed tech besides her.

    "Boss. You do too much," Ren breathed. She quickly hurried to gather dirty plates and clear him cloth napkins to put them on.
     
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  13. Fahir

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    "It's just some pastry Ren," Fahir replied, waving it away. He'd meant to make a small gesture of appreciation for the crew. If they took a freshly cooked meal and some sweets this well just how much had he been ignoring them so far? Quite a lot, he supposed.

    Fahir sat back down and slid the open plastic tray into the middle of the table. Luis had never moved as gracefully as he did to pluck a small square of pastry. Fahir wasn't even sure what it was. The label hadn't been entirely specific. It didn't look quite like baklava. It was definitely sweetened pastry.

    "And that's a good question," he replied to Iris. He held her gaze as he poured another shot of ouzo. "Haven't had a few days off with some actual cash to spend recently."
     
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    "Just some pastries? Just some pastries?" Ren clearly did not agree. She took hers, no further words falling out of her mouth as the sweet thing was then inserted in.

    Iris slowly raised a brow at him. "Well in fact, I think you have." The other brow went up too, but that wasn't where she was going with this.

    "How well do you know these business deals you'll be seeing through?" She asked, cutting right to the chase as she reached for her own treat.
     
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  15. Fahir

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    "Wasn't so..." Fahir started before trailing off. His eyes flashed towards Ren briefly. He decided not to finish that sentence; Ren probably didn't think so highly of the event after spending her time mopping up the escape pod.

    A smile tugged at his lips before he took a square of pastry for himself.

    "They're honest people. Honest enough. I was on planning on taking legitimate cargo out to Ganymede. It's far too hot for anything else. We will get inspection on the way in, but fees will be a premium for our trouble."
     
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  16. Iris

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    "Well that's something," Iris commented, more pleased than not at being made obsolete by such legal engagements. "Cargo delivery the night before departure?" she asked, clearly still planning out just where she would be needed inside of this.

    Shore leave or not, they all had tasks they had to tend to throughout it all. Ren managed on shore repairs, whats her face dealt with other side of the engineering coin. Iris made sure they weren't robbed blind in the middle of the night.
     
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  17. Fahir

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    "Unless it's tricky cargo," Fahir replied. "Sandfly isn't as easy to load as some models."

    It wasn't as easy as the big bulky freighters to load and unload. However, she was fast in a straight line. Trying to outrun coalition ships wasn't wise if they were within torpedo range, but moving quickly dropped the risk of being caught by a patrol when your cargo was hot.

    "Want any more?" he asked Iris, tilting the bottle towards her.

    Don't even think that, some small voice of conscience tried to intervene.
     
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    Iris wordlessly held out the glass, savoring the pastry with small bites in the other. "Well let me know. I'll try to make it back to check in if I don't hear from you day two." A little bit of a buzzkill, but her job so it would be done.

    She tossed back the drink, giving a happy sigh as the sweet pastry went down after it.

    "Damn."

    "Damn," Ren agreed, smiling in contentment as she sat for a moment, digesting.

    After a pause, she reached for her mask, slipping it back on.
     
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  19. Fahir

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    "I can handle the cargo loading," he said with a dismissive wave. "But this is dependent on Ceres being safe enough for shore leave right now. I'm going to need you if we're docking at Ganymede too.

    "My call on whether it's safe enough, but promise we'll take it at Pallas or Vesta after Ganymede if we miss out."

    He gave Iris a subtle nod. It wouldn't be his call, it would be her call. But if he needed to take shore leave away from the crew for any reading then it was his job to deliver the news.
     
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    Iris gave a mild salute. "Yes sir."

    Yeah, she wasn't letting that up.

    A food comma induce silence spread across the table. Ren slowly stood up, gathering the plates and balancing them on her arm. "We'll clean up here Boss. Least we could do-- thanks for that. Was great."

    "We will?" Iris echoed, voice lackluster.
     
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