BELT Looking For Work

Discussion in 'Open Roleplay' started by Henry Noam, Dec 18, 2018.

  1. Rachel Lei

    Rachel Lei Gunner on the NPS Kanyari

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    “Oi Mack dis sounds like trap!” Rachel shouted over her shoulder as the Engineer left the bridge in a hurry, “Sabaka!” She cursed under her breath at the sound of the man shouting down the main corridor of the ship. Rachel pulled up the source of the distress signal and threw it up on the main display for the bridge. The ship was surprisingly nearby...it would have been suspicious if there weren’t another fifteen or so distress beacons all blinking in comparatively close proximity.

    Rachel wondered why this one was special though, as a rule for covert missions she disabled the distress alerts system...this signal bypassed that however. She began to plot trajectory adjustments they could make to bring them close enough to the ship to help this Afza Mirev...maybe they could do a flyby and catch her in the airlock. Either way they would need to somehow do it without losing too much of their current velocity.

    The ships crew made their way up to the bridge, the Captain drifting into the room with surprising grace considering the expression on his face. Before anyone could speak Rachel began, “if we are going to rescue this person we are going to expend a critical amount of reaction mass. Wee have to be dead on target with no room for error, otherwise we a)” she stuck out three fingers, “don’t make it back to The belt and are stranded out here, b) shoot straight through an active war zone after potentially revealing our location to the inner fleets, or c) slam into Io because we have no way to make course corrections.” The bridge was dead silent...Rachel realised she had maybe been too much of a bummer, “but, if we pull it off we save this persons life...and being a doctor She probably has a tonne of drugs on her...”

    She grinned, trying to not be too negative. Space was dangerous, Rachel was used to delivering just the facts back on the Saxon, here...she realised the Durango crew were not the pirates or mercenaries she was used to, they had feelings.
     
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  2. Henry Noam

    Henry Noam XO/Pilot of The Kanyari

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    Henry was reading a technical manual on his hand terminal when a message flashed across his screen. It was from Damian: bridge xitim. He shoved the terminal in the pocket of his jumpsuit and jumped up the ladder.

    Henry entered the bridge immediately behind the captain. He launched himself right into his crash couch in the center of the semicircle. Lei listed their options and their consequences, but he had already gone over each one in his head and decided the best course of action. What do you think Damian pays me for? he thought.

    He had decided to veer off course just the right amount in order to skirt past the other ship nearly enough for the doctor to leap from airlock to airlock in a desperate bid for her life. They would have slightly more than enough time after her jump to course-correct for Io, but only if he moved quickly.

    “She probably has a ton of drugs!” said Rachel, trying to sugar-coat it for the others. He appreciated it. Normally it was a two man job to brief the crew: Henry would deal the harsh facts, then Mack would coat it in his trademark humor to make it more digestible. It was much more efficient this way, and Henry liked efficiency.

    He knew that if he turned their transponder on and broadcast a message, it would forfeit their payment from Buttersworth, so he piggybacked on a UNN carrier signal and sent a short message to the other ship: This is the Durango. Here we come. Jump.

    “Alright, Dame. I told her we're on the way.”
    “Why Henry?! Were on a job!”
    “Really, it's no problem. We can do this, I just had to move fast. The numbers are close but good.”
    “If you say so,” Damian sighed. The crew got in their crash couches and buckled in just in case. Damian lit a cigarette. Mack lit a joint.

    “Here we come,” Henry repeated as he engaged the thrusters.
     
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  3. Rachel Lei

    Rachel Lei Gunner on the NPS Kanyari

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    Rachel watched as the my neared the vessel. It seemed to be a short range tug of some sort, something that wouldn’t be out of place jumping between the Jovian moons on short range commuter routes, what it was doing way out here was anyone’s guess. Still, the cameras on the drone managed to detect a heat signature, even a heartbeat, that surprised Rachel.

    The optics on that little device were way ahead of anything she had seen in the last few years, though with that being said she had spent the last few years aboard a beat up old frigate, new tech wasn’t exactly unexpected these days. “The drone is picking up one heat signature in the airlock of that craft, the rest of the ship is cold.”

    She looked sideways at Henry, resisting the urge to start counting down the distance between the two ships. The was so used to doing these things and it was a strange feeling to suddenly be so...useless, to have her job done by another, equally capable person. She decided against counting down and instead, unbuckled herself from the crash couch, “I’m heading to the airlock.” She said, pulling her vac-suit over her body and sealing her helmet with a click. Subtly, she pulled back the hammer on her hand cannon back and flicked the safety off, before pushing off down the main cooridor towards the airlock amidships.
     
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  4. Henry Noam

    Henry Noam XO/Pilot of The Kanyari

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    If the Durango had a greatest strength, it would be the ability of her crew to perform under pressure. The captain and XO dont always see eye-to-eye, and the engineer is practically useless, but there isn't a better crew when shit hits the fan. So, when they intercepted a distress call in the middle of a slingshot trip around Io on a job for a new-age pirate king, well, of course they answered it.

    Henry chewed his lip with both hands on the Durango’s controls. His unblinking eyes were fixed on his monitor. He guided the ship gently, back and forth, left and right, up and down, until the air airlock was perfectly aligned with the airlock of the small skiff they were answering. He petitioned a nameless god for the life of a faceless stranger.

    Jump, he pleaded in his mind.
     
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  5. CaitlanMB

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    “This is Dr. Afza Mirev. I am alone. My ship is disabled. Please respond.”

    She sent the message and went back to her mental checklist of what needed doing; it was then she realized there was nothing left to do, nothing left to distract her.

    Her shipmate floated limply in his crash couch with bubbles of blood hovering around him and a large hole in his chest. She’d tried to help, but after patching the holes in their boat it was too late.

    His name was Pasha Vetrov and they’d been headed to Europa to assist in the humanitarian effort whose need had resulted from the war between the inyas.

    Pasha had been one of her patients on Ceres. He was an old rockhopper who decided after Eros to join his brother farming on Europa.

    He came for a check up the day after Ganymede; he wanted to be healthy for his journey. He told Mirev, who’d grown up on Ganymede and knew many of those killed or displaced by the fiasco there, his plans and she asked to join; he said yes immediately.

    They’d left soon after, him carrying his whole life in his little rockhopper and her with medical supplies and a change of clothes.

    She inhaled slowly, forcing herself to remember her air supply was now limited. She gazed blankly around the ship, trying to remember what they’d been talking about before the ship split open and Pasha was killed.

    He’d said something about the ship they were building at Tycho; he’d liked that the Mormons were going to make a break for it. She laughed at that.

    “A Belter wanya leave the Belt?” she’d said. His laugh got sucked out of the ship when the PDC round tore through the ship’s hull. She wished now she could’ve heard his response.d

    Her reaction was instinctual; looking back, she was surprised she’d remembered what Pasha’d told her to do.

    ‘We’re flying through a war, doc. Best if we both know how to rescue this old bucket if we get unlucky.”

    She covered the ship’s holes with the adhesive patching material he’d showed her in one of the storage containers built into the bridge. Working methodically as was her way, she finished the unfamiliar task in half an hour.

    She wondered how long it would’ve taken an experienced pilot like Pasha to patch the holes.

    Unsure whether she could actually fly Pasha’s ship, Mirev almost felt relief when the ship’s drive wouldn’t respond.

    She opened the ship’s comm system on her screen and tapped out what she hoped was a non-threatening distress message. Ten minutes into reminiscing about Pasha, Mirev received her response.

    “This is the Durango. Here we come. Jump.”

    Jump?
     
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    Mirev threw as many pain killers, relaxants and other drugs into as big a bag as she could carry. Another mental checklist had formed itself and she ticked items off as she moved quickly through the ship trying to suppress the fear dancing in her belly.

    Jump. He wants me to jump from my ship to his? And what happens after that, they steal my shit and space me?

    She pushed the thought from her mind. He said he was coming. She’d have to trust that he wanted to help until he proved otherwise; no other options remained.

    The Durango. She hadn’t heard of his ship before. Mabi im a rockhopper like this, she thought.

    Glancing at the hand cannon still holstered on Pasha’s hip, she considered the possibility that the man who answered her distress call may not have the best intentions. She shook her head and reminded herself she’d never used a weapon before; even if she did carry it, it would cause more problems for her than it solved.

    She swung the stuffed bag around her body and clipped it to her vacsuit. Turning around, she gave Pasha a final nod.

    “It was an honor to fly with you, berratna. Captain,” she said.

    She approached the airlock. She glanced back to the bridge, where Pasha was obscured from her view by a metal support beam.

    Sighing, she stepped inside and sealed the door behind her, engaging her mag boots as she did so. She grabbed a hand hold on the wall and pushed the airlock open button.

    Here we go, she thought.
     
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  7. Rachel Lei

    Rachel Lei Gunner on the NPS Kanyari

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    Rachel hovered in the airlock, her magboots Locke’s onto the airlock makes inner door and her arms outstretched, bracing her body against the minor course corrections the crew made as they approached the stranded vessel. They were travelling at such a speed that any miscalculation on their part meant this unfortunate Doctor would end up a smear on the Durango’s paint job if they were one metre off.

    They must have been close now. The lack of regular updates from the ships XO irritated her, but she had to keep reminding herself that it was not her ship.

    “I’m in the airlock, ready to receive our guest,” she tapped on the small terminal display in the airlock and eventually got it to mirror what was happening up on the bridge, they were less than five hundred metres, they’d close that distance in the next few second... “thanks for the warning...” the grumbled to herself, before venting the airlock with one button press and opening the outer airlock door with the other.

    The circular metal door slowly rolled out of view, revealing the darkness of space outside, a billion stars seemed to fit in small doorway to the outside, and as the ship rotated slightly again, Jupiter in all her majesty came into view, huge now, it’s bands of multi coloured clouds easy to make out.

    Rachel reached out to a spool of steel cable on the wall, pulling out a metres length, before clipping it to a loop on her vacsuit. If anything happened at least she wouldn’t go tumbling off into space. “Outer airlock door open...”
     
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  8. Afza Mirev

    Afza Mirev Doctor on the NPS Kanyari

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    The Durango was approaching fast. It only occurred to Mirev now that jumping across the expanse of space onto another ship was probably not the way people typically boarded ships in space.
    She knew she needed to jump before the other ship’s airlock became parallel with hers. Other than that, though, she would have to wing it.
    Gripping the hand hold tightly, she leaned toward the airlock. She saw a ship approaching so close she thought it might hit hers.
    This is it, she thought. Steeling herself, Mirev disengaged her mag boots, keeping her feet planted using force from holding herself on the wall of the ship. She leaned forward again and the ship was now at Pasha’s stern.
    She took a deep breath and pushed herself forward off the airlock floor. She was surprised at how quickly she shot out of the ship.
    The Durango shot forward as well, the ship’s bow passing her as she engaged her maneuvering thrusters to try to gain speed. The ship was only meters away but it felt like she would never reach it.
    She reached her arms out toward the ship, stealing a glance around her as she did so. For a moment, as she looked at the glowing orb that was Jupiter unfiltered, she thought it might be okay if she missed the boat flying past her.
    A new sight caught her attention, a sharply drawn brown horse staring curiously down at her as she neared the ship.
    She saw the airlock and a long, thin arm sticking out. Putting one arm down, Mirev gave herself the final push needed to reach the other Belter’s arm before the ship flew past her.
    Fingers outstretched, the two women grasped each other’s arms. Mirev felt like she was being punched by a wall of steel as her momentum changed to match the Durango’s.
    The other woman pulled her inside the ship and clipped a line attached to the ship onto her vacsuit before hitting the button that would close the airlock.
    Mirev forgot to engage her mag boots as she let her body go limp; she floated aimlessly as the door sealed itself. When she heard the air begin to refill the room, she realized she’d made it. Pushing the air around her backwards, Mirev rolled forward to see her savior.
    A dark haired woman stared at her severely. Mirev took her helmet off as well, opening her mouth to finally thank a crew member of the ship that had saved her life, but the other woman held up her hand, indicating she wanted silence. She did not look like someone to disobey, so Mirev closed her mouth and smiled at the woman instead.
    Rolling her eyes, the woman opened the airlock’s inner door, where Mirev found three tall men waiting for them.
     
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  9. Damian Slavko

    Damian Slavko Captain of The Kanyari

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    “Glad to see you're safe,” said Damian, then introduced himself as Captain. “We're shorter on space than normal, but you can share the guest bunk with Lei. Mack, take her medical supplies to the med bay. Malik, start dinner. I'm sure she's hungry. C’mon, I'll introduce you to the man who saved your life.” They pulled themselves up the ladder to the bridge and entered, captain first.

    Henry Noam, pilot extraordinaire. And apparently also knight in shining armor,” he said, elbowing Henry in the shoulder. Henry glared at Damian and asked if the woman was alright. She would know better than he would, being a doctor. She nodded.
    “I told Malik to start dinner. Take a break, Henry, let's eat and get to know the doctor here.”
    Henry obligingly removed his headset from around his neck and placed it on its stand.

    When they came to the galley, the food was still heating up. Luckily, on the float, a shortage of chairs wasn't much of a problem.
    “So, XO, how long til Io?” asked Mack.
    “Few days more,” said Henry.
    “Felota,” he replied. “I knew you was gonya say that. Oyé, doctor lady, got any good stuff in that bag? I tried to look mi sif, but mi na sasa kowl dem words, sasa ke?” She had been mostly silent up to this point, but it looked like she was about to speak.
     
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  10. Afza Mirev

    Afza Mirev Doctor on the NPS Kanyari

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    Mirev nodded her head, cracking a smile at the tall Belter. She’d grabbed painkillers and relaxants first when she’d packed the drugs, knowing she would need an icebreaker once she boarded the mysterious Durango. At the very least, they were the closest thing to a weapon she felt comfortable with.

    Mack and the rest of the crew reacted favorably. Mirev finally relaxed, hoping the lack of gravity hid her body’s loosening. She unclipped the bag from her suit, removing one of the weaker prescriptions and offering it to Mack.

    We’ll need to save the stronger ones in case there is a real emergency, she thought. Mack didn’t seem to mind as he carefully opened the bottle and passed the drugs around to his crewmates, who popped the pills as soon as he’d pressed them into their palms.


    As Malik, the Durango’s cook, passed bulbs of what smelled like a traditional Russian goulash around the room, Mirev considered what she should say. They’d asked about her, but she had questions for them as well. Where were they going? What the hell was that flyby pick up? Why did she get the feeling that this wasn’t a simple rockhopper like Pasha’s?

    Still, she didn’t want to get off on the wrong foot. The other woman, whose name she’d learned was Rachel Lei, seemed wary of Mirev depsite the relaxing effect of her ship-warming gift.

    She decided to volunteer some information about herself first.

    “That wasn’t my ship, actually. It belonged to one of my patients on Ceres. We were hit by a PDC round from some inya’s ship, must’ve been rogue. We were headed to Europa. He was going to become a farmer and I was going to help the refugees that were sent there. Where are tolowda headed?”

    She hoped that her question didn’t make her seem more suspicious than Rachel apparently already thought she was. From the way the Durango’s crew reacted, though, Mirev began to think maybe it was she that should be suspicious.
     
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  11. Rachel Lei

    Rachel Lei Gunner on the NPS Kanyari

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    Rachel spoke, Before any of the crew could say anything incriminating. “Sightseeing mission, around de Jovian Moons, Io to be exact. Mi chartered dis kapawu. A...geologist mi, hoping to get some photos of the rock formations on the moons surface,” she tried to sound authentic, but even she couldn’t keep an entirely straight face, “that’s why we’re gonna be flying in gut and close, for a high g slingshot before heading back to de belte.”

    Her smile faded somewhat as she studied the Doctors face, it seemed in recent months bringing a Doctor onboard a ship was a bad omen, the first time resulting in her being shot and the next in her Captain dying. Her eyes narrowed slightly, “odd for your little kapawu to collect a PDC round all the way out here, you sure you weren’t followed?”

    The hairs on Rachel’s neck began to stand on end, there were dozens of wrecks floating out here, an inner ship could be hiding behind any one of them, worse still, opportunistic pirates. “Those are some odds, being hit by a PDC round out here and then somehow sticking de landing when we swung by to pick you up,” She plucked one of the multicoloured pills out of the air and swallowed it, closing her eyes as the effects took hold, a sort of warmth spreading from her core to her fingertips, through half opened eyes she continued, “Seems like you have someone looking out for you, not everyone is that lucky.”
     
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  12. Afza Mirev

    Afza Mirev Doctor on the NPS Kanyari

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    Mirev was still awake late that night thinking about what Rachel had said.

    She’d been right; Mirev had always been lucky, it seemed. Unlike most Belters, she’d never wanted for anything, gotten in any trouble or been involved in any violence.

    That luck had made her confident and optimistic, but perhaps foolhardy. However, Rachel seemed to think there was something sinister about her.

    At the same time, the crew hadn’t been exactly forthcoming. Damian and Rachel had redirected the conversation after Rachel’s explanation that they were on a sightseeing mission.

    Sightseeing in the middle of a war zone? she’d thought.

    She tried to stay still so her bunkmate would not know she was awake. She wondered whether Rachel was doing the same.
     
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  13. Rachel Lei

    Rachel Lei Gunner on the NPS Kanyari

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    Sleep was the last thing on Rachel’s mind. She was fine with being on the Durango, hell she had even enjoyed it more than expected. It was nice not having to worry about running a ship and to just manage the narrow scope of her mission, keep the drone running, keep the crew on track.

    She had mostly succeeded, if on track meant picking up random belters drifting through the Jupiter system. Bill would have a few words to say about that upon their return, however as long as they got what he needed, and this Doctor was not told about the true nature of the mission, then she was not concerned. She just had to make sure none of the crew let anything slip, no one could be trusted these days, especially random doctors falling out of space.

    Just as she began to drift of to sleep, her terminal went beserk, yanking it from her pocket it flashed PROXIMITY ALERT across its screen. Dismissing the alarm, she unzipped her sleeping bag and pushed off from the crash couch and for the cabin door. “Mi mal, sésata,” she said quietly, before opening the door and exiting the room.

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    Rachel swing herself into the crash couch on the bridge and pulled her terminal out and syncing it to the ship. What had triggered the proximity alert? The only thing that would set that off is some warship nearb- “Pashang...” she swore loudly, before scrambling for her terminal hanging in space near her and calling the Captain.

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    A few minutes later

    “That...is a Protogen Stealth kapawu...” stated Rachel, as the Captain and his XO stared at the terminal display with weary eyes. The vessel had crossed their path almost ten minutes ago now, it’s drive plume close enough to upset the drone.

    “De only reason we are alive and not a billion pieces of shrapnel right now is because your little kapawu was almost entirely powered down...” Rachel’s stern expression broke out in a brief smile, elbowing the Captain, “Gut work Sir, it appears Bills trust in your skills is not misplaced.”

    Her smile faded as soon as it appeared as she looked back at the terminal. “Those monsters typically have enough firepower to end our little mission, follow us to hell, drag us back, and end it again. Dis one looks much smaller though, I don’t want to find out what it is capable of.”
     
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  14. Henry Noam

    Henry Noam XO/Pilot of The Kanyari

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    Henry slowly opened his eyes. As he came into consciousness, he noticed a proximitity alert on his hand terminal. He kicked off of his crash couch and launched himself through the door towards the galley. It was filled with the smell of curry and cigarette smoke from the night before. He grabbed a handhold and gave himself another push that carried him to the bridge and to his crash couch. He pulled himself in and buckled up.

    ““What's going on?” asked Damian while strapping in.
    “Na sasa,” said Henry. “Never seen nating like that before.”
    “That...is a Protogen Stealth kapawu.” said Lei. “...those monsters typically have enough firepower to end our little mission, follow us to hell, drag us back, and end it again.”
    “Are those the bastards that are experimenting on Beltalowda? What milowda should do, ke?” Damian said. Henry could see his desperation for action.
    “Hold on, kopeng,” said Henry. “It missed. Close only counts, and we have a job to do. Let's stay on course.” Damian looked at him wildly for a moment and lit a cigarette. He took a drag and looked at Lei, resigned.
    “To da bosmang, keya? What you wanya see next?”
     
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  15. Rachel Lei

    Rachel Lei Gunner on the NPS Kanyari

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    Milowda xalte de course.” She watched the terminal display of the vessel that had crossed their path, now a mere pinprick, the telltale blue of its drive plume glimmering in the distance and beyond that, the crescent shape of Io, wreathed in shadow. Rachel’s unease about the situation had increased, but the presence of the warship was both a blessing and a curse.

    “Dis showxa milowda ke, da is definitely walowda deting vedi out there, if milowda keep an eye on de drive plume it’ll show us where to look. We slingshot over de location, get some intel and get de hell out,” the two men didn’t say anything, glances between her, the read outs from the vessel that almost ran into them, and each other, “for now we keep going as usual, flying naterash saved us this time, should save us again.”

    They were too close to flip and burn now, plus that frigate would most likely notice an unregistered drive signature pop up on their tail and go after them. The safest course of action was to keep going, at least in Rachel’s mind.

    What concerned her even more was that Protogen somehow had found themselves another warship. She was under the impression that they had taken most of them out at Thoth. Evidently they had vessels in storage, or this was simply the garrison for whatever installation was at Io.

    Either way, they would find out eventually. “Na long until slingshot tim, under twenty four hours, tugut ge walowda xalte, sasa ke?”
     
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  16. Henry Noam

    Henry Noam XO/Pilot of The Kanyari

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    Henry floated up to the bridge at about 0700. He was sipping at a bulb of coffee.
    “Oye, Dame. You ever sleep?”
    “Na,” he replied. “Couldn’t. It’s just like the old racing days.”
    “I slept fine.”
    “You always do. You’ve already done your worrying.”
    “I guess that’s true,” Henry laughed. “So, did you ever find out what we’re looking for out here?”
    “No, but something tells me that today is the day we find out.”
    “One way or another,” Henry agreed. He watched his screen. On it, a blue drive plume burned at a distance. He fired a thruster manually to maintain their course. Just then, Lei walked in.
    “Do we get to know what we’re looking for yet?” Henry asked without any hope that she would answer.
     
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  17. Rachel Lei

    Rachel Lei Gunner on the NPS Kanyari

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    “Tolowda sasa ketim mi sasa, beratna. Natim go to Io before,” said Rachel as she clomped onto the bridge, before kicking the heels of her boots togoether and drifting up into the air. The bridge was unusually stuffy today, Rachel wasn’t sure if it was due to something with the ship or that her heart rate was up in anticipation for the upcoming slingshot.

    Gripping a pair of handles she flipped herself forwards and pushed off the nearby ladder towards the front of the bridge, coming to a stop near the main viewport. Outside, Jupiter dominated the view, it’s clouds rippling across the sky in majestic beauty. In the foreground there moon of Io hung, a sphere suspended in space, deceptively small compared to the bulk the gas giant behind it.

    They were getting close now, Rachel could even make out a plume or two of the volcanoes that cover the moons surface, spitting black and brown clouds across the moon and out into space. “Mi never decided if that moon was ugly or beautiful.” She shrugged with both hands subconsciously, not to anyone in particular before turning around and pushing herself towards the cluster of crash couches.
     
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  18. Afza Mirev

    Afza Mirev Doctor on the NPS Kanyari

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    Mirev woke up the next morning feeling surprisingly rested. She unstrapped from her bunk, noticing Rachel had already left their shared room.

    She followed the smell of not-sausages to the galley where she saw Malik and Mack talking with their heads close as the former cleaned his cookers.

    “Did I miss breakfast?” Mirev asked, interrupting them.

    They looked surprised to see her, like they’d been caught doing something they weren’t supposed to be doing.

    Malik tossed a breakfast burrito to her and gestured for her to come to the island he was working over. Mack smiled and said he needed to get back to work. Before he left, he glanced back at Malik and cut his eyes towards the bridge, where they could hear Rachel, the captain and the XO talking, as though trying to remind Malik of something.

    “I’m sorry I slept late,” Mirev said. “I didn’t consider that tolowda might have a schedule.”

    Malik shrugged at her concern. He seemed to be the most relaxed of the Durango’s crew.

    “So, a sightseeing trip around the Jovian moons? Are you a big traveler?” she asked, watching his face to gauge his reaction.

    Malik’s cheerful smile remained, his face unchanging. He told her where work is, he goes.

    Mirev still had a strange feeling about what Rachel had said. Something about the way she and the captain had changed the subject so quickly last night when she’d asked where they were going told her they were leaving something out.

    Malik seemed to know she was probing him for information.

    “Is there anything I can do to help around here?” Mirev asked. “I hate to think I’m just taking up space.”

    “To wa Doctor, keya? To wa Belta, keya? To wanya help Belta, keya? Then stay on dis kapawu and to gonya be helping,” Malik answered, his smile changing from cheerful to sly.
     
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  19. Henry Noam

    Henry Noam XO/Pilot of The Kanyari

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    “Always gave me the creeps,” said Damian. Henry rolled his eyes.
    “Its just volkang. I think its gúfovedi.” Henry remembered his mother showing him videos of the volcanoes on Io, and although he had seen them many times they still held their magic for him.

    They were at the point in their flight that as they approached Io, it felt like they were going right for it. Henry had plotted their course to take them within 500 km of the planets surface in order to get the surveillance drone a bird's eye view of it. That would take them well in range of the planets volcanic bursts. Henry couldn't wait. Piloting the Durango was the meaning of life for him. He felt her sways and bumps like music, firing thrusters here and there to correct her quirky handling.

    “We're coming up close,” said Damian.
    “I've got it,” replied Henry. "Everybody come on, buckle in." Malik, Mack, and Mirev quickly launched themselves into their couches.
    "Henry," Damian grunted.
    "I got it," he replied.
    He pre-emptively fired their starboard thruster and sent them around a column of smoke. The ship shook as lightning flashed. Henry chewed his lip.
     
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  20. Rachel Lei

    Rachel Lei Gunner on the NPS Kanyari

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    This is it...Rachel thought to herself as the vibrations steadily intensified. The sphere of Io steadily grew until it took up the entire viewport, after a course correction by Henry the view rotated so the moons horizon came into view, forming a curve across the top of the viewport.

    She let out a long, low whistle as they thundered in, closer and closer, giant black and brown plumes of Ash and sulphur rising from the moons many volcanos far into the atmosphere, the Durango dipped below them, hurting past them at a speed that made Rachel’s teeth chatter.

    Opening up a display on the terminal in front of her, she tried to lift her hand to tap the screen, but her attempts failed, her arm weighed about a hundred kilograms. Instead she used the small touch sensitive surface built into the armrest, to access the drone and initiate its surveillance subroutines. “Drone is active!” She shouted over the roar of the slingshot, the outside view of the ship turning to pure fire as friction from the atmosphere heated it up. “Get close to that stealth kapawu’s landing site, milowda need to get as much intel as possible!”

    The Durango rotated, bringing the drones bulbous eye to bear, as it activated a heat shield deployed, protecting the sensitive equipment within, it began taking hundreds of shots a second in multiple spectrums. The trail of fire left by the tiny ship skimming Io’s fragmented atmosphere grew longer and longer, the vibrations growing harsher as the ship hit pockets of different atmospheric density, a particularly heavy jolt jarring Rachel’s neck, sending tingles down her limbs to her fingers and toes.

    A high pitched alarm went off, Rachel letting out a whoop as the g’s climbed to obscene levels, the ship vibrating so hard it felt like it’d come apart any minute, and the vessels computer reacting by injecting the crew with a large dose of “the juice”. Rachel’s eyesight went from grayscale tunnel vision to oversaturated and sharp as the cocktail of stimulants interacted with her brain, “dis is it beltalowda! Hold on!”
     
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