An Odd Opportunity? (For the new players.)

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Apr 30, 2025 2:10 am
sonofirony says:
"Fascinating!... Oh, and so exciting! You've been so helpful, thank you... I have the same message about recruitment on my comms unit, here. One last question, if you would be so kind? What can you tell me about LC Rains? The better informed I am at interview.... well, if I get an interview that is... the better informed, the better chance of making a good impression, I suppose."
Melody says: "I don't know the man personally, you understand. Just by reputation. He's been all around the Marches, though. Was involved in some sort of publicity voyage way back before the 5th Frontier War. Some ship that had an experimental A.I. in its computer. They even had some sort of 'reality vid show' thing going, if I remember rightly."

Nuwa nods in agreement. "I think he's some sort of lawyer these days. Kind of an ambulance-chaser, if you know the trope? Isn't he involved somehow with that underworld character, uh, Smugg somebody or other. Weird alien from a species nobody's ever heard of."

Melody: "A wheeler-dealer for sure. Always looking for an angle. If he's part of this ship deal...., well it would be interesting. That's for sure!"
Apr 30, 2025 6:35 am
playbydave says:
The woman using her comm unit looks up and then seems to change her facial expression from irritated to neutral-apologetic. "Yes? You've just left service? Must have been stressful..., even though the war's been over awhile. I'll try to cancel my security call..."

Too late. A dark-haired robust-looking Vilani-ancestry type woman arrives, dresssed in 'Starport Authority Blues' and probably discreetly armored under the uniform. She has her hand on a stun-pistol mag-stuck to her harness. She looks first to the woman who called, who apologizes for perhaps over-reacting, but points out Leilani anyway.

The guard moves over to the bench, and she glances at her wrist-comp for a moment. "Baron Nekali? You seem to have arrived at Fornice Main Port unannounced. Do you require an escort, ma'am? I'm sorry you were not met upon arrival."
"Yeah, a lot has changed..." Leilani gave a little sigh. You stop one little reactor overload and save one Duke, and suddenly everything changes.

And the guard's reaction was just one of those things; she stood, probably looking to all the world like a small deflated child.

"I must have forgotten to inform you on arrival..." Naval ships overcame a lot of questions on arrival "... These nice people were helping me after I got a little turned around!" She didn't want anyone to get in trouble over her goofs; she wasn't anywhere near that vindictive.

She looked around for an option, deciding the shuttle was the best option to get lost in the big city for some peace and quiet.

"I don't want any special treatment. If you want to escort me to the shuttle lounge, I'll get out of your hair!"
Apr 30, 2025 8:42 pm
Alice sat back into her chair and inclined her head in thought. "A most peculair gentleman this LC Rains, seems. An odd opportunity indeed!" She remains in silent thought for a moment until she feels Melody's and Nuwa's gaze upon her. "Oh, I'm sorry... lost in thought there for a moment. Ladies, I can't thank you enough for sharing with me. Much appreciated. I shall leave you in peace and go and grab a Kaffe before the shuttle arrives"

With a broad smile and firm handshakes, Alice begs her leave and heads for the vending machines.
May 2, 2025 3:43 am
"Your choice, my lady. We are here to help, not to impose." The security guard gives the slightest of bows (not to draw further attention) and then moves away, but lingers in sight some distance away.
TiffanyKorta says:
playbydave says:
The woman using her comm unit looks up and then seems to change her facial expression from irritated to neutral-apologetic. "Yes? You've just left service? Must have been stressful..., even though the war's been over awhile. I'll try to cancel my security call..."

Too late. A dark-haired robust-looking Vilani-ancestry type woman arrives, dresssed in 'Starport Authority Blues' and probably discreetly armored under the uniform. She has her hand on a stun-pistol mag-stuck to her harness. She looks first to the woman who called, who apologizes for perhaps over-reacting, but points out Leilani anyway.

The guard moves over to the bench, and she glances at her wrist-comp for a moment. "Baron Nekali? You seem to have arrived at Fornice Main Port unannounced. Do you require an escort, ma'am? I'm sorry you were not met upon arrival."
"Yeah, a lot has changed..." Leilani gave a little sigh. You stop one little reactor overload and save one Duke, and suddenly everything changes.

And the guard's reaction was just one of those things; she stood, probably looking to all the world like a small deflated child.

"I must have forgotten to inform you on arrival..." Naval ships overcame a lot of questions on arrival "... These nice people were helping me after I got a little turned around!" She didn't want anyone to get in trouble over her goofs; she wasn't anywhere near that vindictive.

She looked around for an option, deciding the shuttle was the best option to get lost in the big city for some peace and quiet.

"I don't want any special treatment. If you want to escort me to the shuttle lounge, I'll get out of your hair!"
May 2, 2025 3:44 am
NOTICE
Not to 'short' roleplaying opportunities, but I'm going to go ahead and fast-forward the game to a point where the new 'crew' and the ongoing crew have a chance to interact.

Not closing down this thread, so further 'action' here is OK. Just it will be a small time-warp behind the ongoing story.
May 2, 2025 3:56 pm
Alice Petrov, Leilani Nekali, and Rin Bauer have gotten seats on the Shuttle-craft down to subsidiary starport 2-A, which serves the Arcology-city of Port-au-Prince on Fornice. Arriving they find a bare-bones transport facility with only a few amenities. But there is a high-speed rail line to take arriving passengers quickly to the city which is visible towering over the jungle growth in the distance, with ocean waters beyond.

At Port-au-Prince the whole gamut of accomodations are available, from luxury hotel-resorts in the highest spires, to more modest and utilitarian 'digs' in the mercantile and financial districts. And there is a share of cheap and basic hotel and hostel rooms catering to workers and spacers. Something for everyone.

It isn't until the next day that applications sent over comms make their way to the new ship's owners. Perhaps you will get prompt responses. Who knows?
May 2, 2025 4:41 pm
Scene: Downport 2-A, Bay 14 — Port-au-Prince Arcology

The Athelstone rests in Bay 14, her hull bearing the marks of countless jumps and atmospheric entries. The 200-ton Far Trader, a modified "Beowulf" class, showcases reinforced landing struts and additional sensor arrays—testaments to her storied past and recent upgrades. The ship's matte-gray exterior contrasts with the bustling, neon-lit environment of Downport 2-A, where the scent of ionized air mingles with the aroma of nearby food stalls.

Inside the Crew Common Room

The common room of the Athelstone is utilitarian in design, but undeniably lived-in — the kind of space where deals are made, arguments had, and midwatch coffee is sacred. It echoes the practical layout of a naval galley, reminiscent of the crew spaces aboard the legendary Beowulf: tight but efficient, with reinforced bulkheads, magnetized mugs, and ceiling rails betraying the ship’s zero-g compatibility.

A central table is bolted to the deck, surrounded by fixed seating, all scuffed with years of wear. Wall-mounted display panels flicker between ship diagnostics and star charts. Personal touches have crept in over time: a faded pin-up from a spacer calendar, a magnetic dart board (clearly abused by Bronz), and a Vargr paw-scratched plaque that reads, "If you can’t fly it, don’t touch it."

A compact galley unit hums softly in one corner, where Said Ma insists on actual brewed caf — no powdered substitute nonsense — and where the smell of ration-spiced stew occasionally fights with ozone and engine oil for dominance.

It’s not fancy. It’s not sleek. But like the rest of the Athelstone, it’s got soul — and it runs on the trust and friction of its crew.

Interview Panel:


LC Rains: Ship's Legal Counsel, Navigator and acting Quartermaster, impeccably dressed, exuding a mix of charm and authority. He is wearing glasses that are obviously too large for his face as if he is trying to appear knowledgeable or smart.

Bronz: Engineer, arms crossed, eyes sharp, occasionally jotting notes on a datapad.

Said Ma: Medic and Steward, offering a calm presence, with a slight smile and attentive gaze.

Tharrok: Vargr Pilot, leaning back, tail flicking occasionally, observing with keen interest.

Tamm: Crewmember, demeanor neutral, evaluating each applicant carefully.
OOC:
Any of the players can change the appearance of their character - and please do if I am not capturing the 'look' right
Applicants:

Rin Bauer – A seasoned spacer with a confident stride, eyes scanning the room with practiced ease.

Alice Petrov – Composed and analytical, hands clasped neatly, posture straight.

Leilani Nekaii – Radiating enthusiasm, eyes bright, occasionally glancing at the ship's interior with admiration.

"Lu-Yam" Yamamoto – Broker, presenting a portfolio on a sleek datapad, demeanor professional.
OOC:
The same for all of the new players, please change any description I have incorrectly written to what you want your character to look like
LC Rains leans forward, steepling his fingers.

"Welcome aboard the Athelstone. As you've likely gathered, we're a crew that values competence, adaptability, and a touch of flair. This isn't just a ship; it's a venture, a livelihood, and occasionally, a tight squeeze through less-than-legal airspace."

He gestures to the panel.

"My colleagues here represent the core of our operations. Bronz ensures we don't fall apart mid-jump. Said Ma keeps us patched up and well-fed. Tharrok gets us from point A to point B with minimal incidents, and Tamm... well, Tamm ensures we don't do anything too foolish."

LC's eyes scan the applicants.

"We're looking for individuals who can not only perform their duties but also mesh with our crew's dynamic. So, let's begin. Who wants to tell us about a time you had to make a split-second decision in the void."
OOC:
Please feel to introduce your character and I hope this does not scare anyone away.
May 2, 2025 5:40 pm
As the applicants present their credentials, Mama nods her approval to LC for those she feels would be appropriate for the ship and scowls her disapproval of those she does not approve of.

Once applications are approved, Mama introduced herself.

"Welcome to the crew! I'm very pleased to meet each one of you and hope to get better aquatinted as we travel through the deep dark. As the chief medic, I ask you upload your medical profiles so that I can treat each of you appropriately. Remember that your medical records are classified and I am not permitted to release that information without an imperium court order. So that information is protected and considered safe "

"As for stewardship, I ask each send me a text for any special dietary needs or requests that will make your stay with us more pleasant. Human and Varg needs have already been loaded, along with a selection of treats and drinks."

I have already started to look into loads for our next journey to (Pending location) which has been suggested by our current crew. If any of you have a better suggestion, I can readjust any purchases, as no orders have yet been completed.

(Transfered from prior post)
With the next destination selected and agreed upon (assuming this will actually occur) Mama starts punching in searches and requests for cargo, speculative options, high passage , and low births.

Mama has +2 for computers & +1 education. LC added +1 help

Rolls
Cargo - (2d6+2)
(3+6) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 13

Speculative options - (2d6+2)
(5+2) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 11

High passage - (2d6+2)
(4+4) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 12

Low birth - (2d6+2)
(6+4) + 2 + 1 + 1 = 14

(Color and Roll play to be added upon identifying what was found in the search and clearly identifying available funds)
May 2, 2025 6:03 pm
OOC:

Just a suggestion to move this along.

We had 4 positions posted: Pilot (which we removed after posting), Steward, Mechanic, Broker

Rin - Fills the Mechanic position
Lu-Yam - Fills the Broker position

Both Rin and Lu-Yam have Steward skills so we can figure out how that will help.

Alice - Will convince us that we need a computer expert/hack :)
Leilani - Finds out that we no longer need a pilot but we get convinced to have a 2nd Pilot / Navigator to fill in as needed (such as Bronz is the 2nd Engineer)

Comments?
May 2, 2025 6:33 pm
"...and Tamm... well, Tamm ensures we don't do anything too foolish."

Tamm gives a flash smile that doesn't reach his eyes.
He looks over at Bronz and nods his head.

"Tamm also Chief Engineer but Bronz does most of the work", Tamm rumbles in his deep voice.

He looks over each applicant's credentials on his own beat up tablet then gives LC a small nod.

Tamm is wearing faded ship's coveralls with the top tied around his waist. His T-shirt features an ad for Oaty-fruity bars. Every time Tamm takes a breath the cartoon takes a bite of an Oaty-fruity bar, her breasts enlarge until she explodes. The sequence starts over again. On the back a large octopus holds eight bars. Every time Tamm breaths, the octopus eats an Oaty-fruity bar. The empty tentacle is refilled on the next breath so it looks like the octopus is continuously eating the bars. Both sides have Oaty-fruity Bars as a header.
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May 2, 2025 6:56 pm
dabaggins says:
OOC:

Just a suggestion to move this along.

We had 4 positions posted: Pilot (which we removed after posting), Steward, Mechanic, Broker

Rin - Fills the Mechanic position
Lu-Yam - Fills the Broker position

Both Rin and Lu-Yam have Steward skills so we can figure out how that will help.

Alice - Will convince us that we need a computer expert/hack :)
Leilani - Finds out that we no longer need a pilot but we get convinced to have a 2nd Pilot / Navigator to fill in as needed (such as Bronz is the 2nd Engineer)

Comments?
OOC:
Alice was "re-invented" as a 2nd Officer Merchant with a +2 Broker rating. It's fine if the Computer Expert is a better fit, though, or I can try and re-roll a different set of skills that better meets the crews needs.

Suggestions? I'll go last in the interview to allow players to suggest the best role for Alice
May 2, 2025 7:21 pm
sonofirony says:
OOC:
Alice was "re-invented" as a 2nd Officer Merchant with a +2 Broker rating. It's fine if the Computer Expert is a better fit, though, or I can try and re-roll a different set of skills that better meets the crews needs.

Suggestions? I'll go last in the interview to allow players to suggest the best role for Alice
OOC:

Missed that Alice had been re-invented as a broker. That could work so long as Lu-Yam is fine as Steward.

In any case my point is that we will figure out a reason why we are all here and make it work. Everyone still has a position with this crew.
May 2, 2025 7:36 pm
Bronz stays quiet as Tamm speaks, arms folded across his chest. Different ship, yeah—but some things felt a little too familiar. At least here, he didn’t have to watch his back in the dark or sleep wedged between crates.

Now he even got a say in who he worked with—something he wasn’t used to. He wasn’t sure how to judge people, not really, so he just nodded along when the others seemed sure. As long as the candidate looked competent, that was good enough for him.

He kept his expression blank, only tapping at his datapad when it seemed expected—watchful, but letting the others lead.
May 2, 2025 10:01 pm
OOC:
GM NOTE: On a small 'Far Trader' its a luxury to have duplicate crew for the various essential positions. Luxury, but potentially helpful to the bottom line especially if the ship is operating on a shares in lieu of salary basis. With more people probing around for lucrative cargo the chances of finding such are increased.
A second GM note: Speculative Cargo can be looked for at any time. Freight and Passengers cannot be contracted for until a destination (flight plan) is filed with the Port Captain's Office. I would suggest looking at potential destinations within J-2 of Fornice and deciding on that before other commercial activity.

I will start a seperate thread for 'trading' soon. Watch For It!
May 3, 2025 5:44 am
Tharrok sat at the table as LC began the process. He watched each of the prospective new crew members as introduced themselves and answered preliminary questions. He let, not just their words, but their body language and even their scents tell him about each one. He asks a few questions just designed to get each one to open up about themselves a bit, though not necessarily related to being a crew member.

"When was the last time you returned to your homeworld and how did you feel when you were there? And how did you feel when you left again?"

Tharrok leaned forward and steepled his fingers as he listened to their answers.

"Why do you feel this ship, this crew, is the right place for you? What unique quality or qualities do you feel you would contribute to the ship and crew?"

Tharrok smiles with a genuine friendliness and encourages the applicants to just relax, his questions are not a test. He doesn’t tell them he is, in part, looking for signs of or lack of signs that they may be uncomfortable with anyone on the ship.
May 3, 2025 8:27 am
"I don't think I've been demoted so fast since I punched an Admiral... well, it was more of an enthusiastic push!" she didn't sound overly bothered that she had gone from a potential position of a Chief Engineer, to the backups, backup

"If I can speak my mind, and you're going to get that anyway, that and complete honesty..." she counted both off on her thin fingers. "You don't need me; you've got a perfectly solid crew already. Now, the other two here, I'm sure, are useful!" Leilani gestured at what she assumed were the other new recruits.

"But I really need to be back in space, where I'm a nobody again, so I'll sign on and do what needs to be done. Heck, not like I've scrubbed my share of manifolds before..." taking a breath, she thought before adding

"Oh, and I tend to ramble and babble a lot when I start talking... I should probably work on that!" she counted out a third finger.
May 3, 2025 2:54 pm
Bronz hadn’t planned on saying anything during the interviews, just watching and letting the others take the lead. But something in Leilani’s words struck a chord. He remembered how he’d kind of barged onto the ship himself when they hadn't been looking for crew—and how they’d let him stay.

"Give her a chance," he said quietly, looking straight at Tamm recalling their first meeting. "I’m sure we can find work for her."

He’d meant to add that she had his vote, but stopped short, feeling like he might’ve already said more than he should.
May 3, 2025 4:42 pm
Alice smiles warmly and makes eye contact with each member of the panel, then responding to Said Ma, she says "Thank you for your kind words, Chief Medic. I'm Second Officer Alice Petrov."

Alice turns to the Vargr Pilot and tilting her head slightly says, "well, those are good questions indeed! My mother always said I was born to travel the stars. I haven't been back home since I joined the Merchant Service. Both my parents have passed beyond this mortal veil and I have no siblings. The very thought of going home causes my chest to tighten in panic!". Alice placed her hand on her chest and breathed deeply as if to simulate the onset of a panic attack, but then laughed gently before continuing;

"It is hard for me to answer your second question as honestly and fully as I would like at this time. I simply don't know enough about the crew. However, what I will say is that your Chief Medic exudes a care and love that is most reassuring. You exude a stoical and professional aura, and judging by this gentleman's intercession on the part of my fellow applicant, it suggests that you prefer a consensual management style that encourages each of the crew to contribute according to their abilities and personal perspectives. Oh, and I've heard some interesting stories about Mr Rains! My instant assessment, albeit based upon first impressions and hearsay, is a very positive one. For my part, my Merchant background and the network of contacts I have acquired over two terms of service are the chief assets I bring to the table. I believe you will find me to be a good source of opportunity and a competent negotiator.... Oh, one more thing - I am highly motivated! Or to put it in more visceral terms - I am aching to become filthy rich! "
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May 3, 2025 5:03 pm
Repost in better thread:

Tamm poses some questions to the applicants:

- "Why do you want to join this crew?

- What are your strengths and weaknesses?

- What kind of work environment do you thrive in?

- Tell us about a time you overcame a challenge.

- Tell us about a time when you had a disagreement with the Captain. With a crew member(s)?
May 3, 2025 5:22 pm
Scene: Athelstone Crew Common Room — Closing the Interviews

LC stood from his seat with the air of a barrister about to give closing arguments before a mildly confused jury.

He looked across the room — the glow from the overhead LEDs reflecting off brushed steel and modular plasteel panels, shadows curling beneath the benches of the Rocinante-style galley. It smelled faintly of caf, ozone, and whatever Tamm had nuked in the reheat unit before the interviews began.

He tapped his tablet with two fingers and turned toward the crew gathered around the common room table.

"Right then — that about wraps it. We've heard pitches, banter, philosophical musings, and at least one emotional breakdown with excellent comedic timing." He gave a warm nod to Alice. "You’ve all been splendid."

He walked a slow circle behind the table as he spoke, every step just this side of theatrical.

"Let’s be frank — we’re not just looking for warm bodies with certs. We're looking for crew. That’s a difference you feel more than see."

He paused by Leilani, smirking.

"And while I appreciate modesty delivered with the subtlety of a hull breach — we do need folks who’ve been in the manifold, and aren’t afraid to speak their mind. Even if it comes out sideways."

His eyes flicked to Bronz, giving the man a nod. Bronz had barely said much, but what he had said carried more weight than most soliloquies.

"Crew backs crew. That’s the only rule we don't bend."

LC then swept a hand toward Alice and Lu-Yam.

"We’ve got firepower in negotiation, contacts in the Merchant net, and someone who can talk a decimal point into submission. That’s the kind of talent that turns starving into surviving — and surviving into profit."

With a dramatic flourish, he thumbed his pad and projected a small holographic chart showing the crew shares.

"You’ll each come aboard with one share in the Athelstone. It’s modest now — but so was this ship once, before we scrubbed the serial numbers and made her our own. Current crew holds the rest. That’s 14 in total, spread among Tamm, Bronz, Said Ma, Tharrok, and yours truly."

He turned the projection off and leaned in slightly, voice lowering just a touch.

"That means you're family now — with voting rights, profit shares, and unfortunately, chores. I suggest fighting over trash duty early so you can claim it's ‘your thing.’ Works every time."

He clapped his hands once and grinned.

"So — barring objections or dramatic betrayals, I say we close the interviews here and now."

He tapped a prompt on the datapad and turned to the others.

"Crew, cast your votes. One aye, one nay per applicant. Majority rules, and if you’re still chewing over it — remember, you were all green once too."

As each vote lit up green, LC looked toward the new recruits.
OOC:
Assuming all the current crew vote yes on all applicants???
"Congratulations. You’re in. Welcome aboard the Athelstone. Upload your med records to Said Ma, avoid Tamm’s shirts before breakfast, and for stars’ sake — don’t touch anything that’s humming unless Bronz tells you to."

He straightened up, running a hand through his hair like he’d just won a court case against gravity itself.

"Any final questions before we start earning enough credits to afford three square meals and a newer brand of disappointment?"

LC pauses for a moment and then states;
"One last thing, since we are rechartering the ship and will secure the loan with the bank, we have the options to rename the ship. TJ has thrown in a couple of names into the hat, but any of the crew can put forth a name. Lets take 24 cycles
OOC:
hours
to decide. Then we all vote on the new name. I need the name to legally character the ship and the transponder signal system. "
OOC:
Is there anything else I forgot before we accept the new crewmembers?
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