Episode 1.1 - Bpfassh

(OOC: If you haven't updated your character with the 20xp awarded for E1.0, read this post and get yer XP now.)

Landfall on Bpfassh was swift and rough, though not especially difficult for Mado. The spaceport was currently on the night side of the planet, and experiencing a moderate dust storm. In spite of the shields, the fine silt and sand bounced from the hull audibly. In fact, the ship practically hissed and sang with it.

As the Turtle had offloaded their cargo at Svivren and hadn't taken any aboard, there was little to do after landing other than arrange for refueling the ship. And perhaps run a purge cycle on the engines to clear out the dust.

A weatherbeaten protocol droid approached the ship, its chest prominently emblazoned with the Bpfasshi Spaceport Authority logo.

The only threat Khan spots is the oily silt that seems to cover the droid. If it touched you, the mess probably wouldn't wash out of your clothes for ages. The droid is operational but looks ancient and in disrepair.

The droid staggers several paces closer and swivels its torso to follow Wuc'vulog's movements. A peculiar grinding noise sounds, transitions to static for a brief second, then finally the droid's vocabulator activates.

"... yyyy-YES. The customary docking fee is 1,500 credi-tssss per day, not including fu-ellllll, waste disposal, mainten-nnnnnance, or other ssservices. If you would care to make a deposit no lesssss than 1,500 credits, you may stay and take ccc-care of your business. Otherwise, you will hAave toooo ... leave."

(OOC: anyone witnessing the conversation is free to make a Streetwise check.)

Wuc'vulog – your gut tells you that the droid's price is either high, or its scamming you. (More on the triumph momentarily.)

Mado – the sand tastes mostly normal, but you cannot detect traces of any solvents, fuels, or the chemicals you'd expect near a landing pad or spaceport. Because you were paying attention, you spot the figure in the distance first.


A human in a gray jumpsuit with a Bpfasshi Spaceport Authority patch on his shoulder approaches quickly. His expression is irritated, but you can't here what he's yelling till he just about arrives at the Turtle. In his left hand is a hydrospanner, and his right is stretched out in a clear "wait!" gesture. As he reaches the ship, he about doubles over gasping.

"Wait! Don't pay B1-G1 here! B1 hasn't worked for the spaceport authority for almost 40 cycles, and was fired for graft and hacking spaceport operations. You're actually on an emergency landing pad, almost 250 meters from the rest of the spaceport."

At this B1-G1 hastily rotates and starts clanking away. "I hate you Cc-Case! You grind mmy gears!"

"I'm pretty certain B1 bribes several beings in the spaceport authority to redirect ships and scam them. Glad I saw you landing, in this storm I just about missed you." Case offers his hand, "I'm Case, a mechanic with the spaceport here."

(OOC: Candi, usually you roll your force rating in force dice first, then determine how to spend those points to activate your abilities. There's usually a base cost for the power, then any enhancements on top of that cost. You can reference the specialization sheets on page 36; roll a minimum of 1 point D/L to activate your ability.)

Case smiles genuinely and shakes Mado's hand, and nods at Wuc'vulog.

"Well, B1 helps certain criminal as well as bribable interests. We've never been quite able to expunge its access, so B1's pretty skilled at hacking from the inside," Case shrugged. "It's just as well that B1-G1 is relatively harmless."

Mado's hull inspection doesn't turn up anything worrisome because the sand and grit doesn't appear to be causing damage. At worst it appeared to be dirtying the Turtle, making its paint job look very dingy.

"Y'know, most space vessels have adequate navigational shielding to guard against dust storms like these. We'd need to be in environmental suits before the hull would get damaged," Case offered. "You don't necessarily need to move into the spaceport—it's peaceful out here and is a lot harder for someone to sneak up on you."

"Charge? Nah, not if you're friends with Mado." Case grins and winks at Mado, "I guess that makes us even."

With a gesture at the tool in his hand Case gives a half-wave and turns toward the spaceport. "If you want to do something about the droid, I suggest that instead of altering B1 (which would anger its friends) you could try and expunge him permanently from the spaceport's systems. That'd be just as effective, and probably irritate B1 more."

"Call me if you need anything," Case then says his communicator code and waves.


Dr. Eliasen walks out of the cargo bay and approaches Khan. "Valoris, when we treated you in the medbay I used some of my prototype meant for the conference. Since I wasn't able to bring much of the components along, I'd like you to buy the necessary chemicals and drugs I need while we're here. This credstick should have enough to cover the costs." She passes a credstick and a datapad with the list of components to Khan. "This sounds like a safe place, and after the Svivren I think I should lay low for a bit. So I'll stay here with the ship if you'll do the shopping for me. We'll seal up tight and call if anything happens."

"Don't get shot this time, please?" She gives Khan a concerned look, then looks at the others too. "Seriously, please try and keep out of trouble if you can."