taariqcaptain (taariqcaptain) wrote in taariq, @ 2008-05-07 11:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | farah, sway, zip |
A scheme a-foot, bwhaha
Who: Farah, Zip and Open
What: Farah is sorting out a whole load of messy files
Where: Tech Room
When: 11:09
Warnings: none
Summary: …
The door to the tech room was open, not exactly inviting people in but it wasn’t putting people off from having a nosy inside it. Farah looked down at her communicator and picked it up.
“Farah, I think we’re going to end up passing by a planet.” He said waiting for her to respond.
“A planet!?” She asked curiously. “Hrmm…how come we didn’t spot it coming? What’s the orbit?”
“It’s pretty wide, I can’t tell yet if it’s going to be hospitable either. Or if it’s even tagged. Think we should investigate when we get closer?”
“How long have we got to decide?” She asked,
“One minute.” He looked at the distance and smirked, “We’ve got like…two months.” He chuckled.
“Ah well then.” She shrugged. “Right, y’know what to do then. Get Rei up there too to see about finding out if it’s mapped and if it’s owned. If not we’ll get the coordinates marked down and see about auctioning them. If there’s anything important of course. We just got the one planet?”
“Yeah, for now. We may get lucky and they could be in the right locations in their orbits to pass close to us.” He added, “Oh and there’s a comet about three weeks away, we’ll pass it. I’ve started scanning to see if the ice is contaminated. If not it could really relieve the water problem.” He added.
“It’s all good Zip.” She replied from her location in the tech room. “Right then hun, I best get back to the files. Anything else of interest?”
“No. Is there ever?” He laughed.
“Okay then love. I’m off. See ya later.” She replied.
Setting it down she looked back over the files and groaned. She knew this was her own fault! But she couldn’t be bothered and in truth, didn’t have the time when they were darting from planet to planet, station to station usually. But here, she had a lot of free time. So she was catching up on the filing system. Various touch pads were strewn about on the floor, a few actually sheets of paper, a lap top was open and another computer screen attached to the main memory console on the wall was placed out in front of her. She also had to update a whole load of data they had collected too, the ship had a vast knowledge inside it. More so than most ships of this class usually did. But they didn’t have a previous Captain with a mammoth mind to improve things. Farah sighed as she thought about her Father for a moment. She shook her head and groaned again. Though the contracts caught her eye. She chewed her lip. She didn’t really trust her employer. In fact, she had a sneaky suspicion he’d try something funny. The contracts had one loop hole though. One that she now could exploit. She just needed a willing survivor to come and bug her.