Project Disaster

[Buster Commodore]

Day 31, Hangar 3, The Nonsense Factory, Cassini system, 7:26 pm


Buster Watched as his new Batch of slaves unloaded the Yacht owned by Romario De'ron. It was the 3rd
shipment in 3 days of supplies needed to rebuild the Disaster's Engine. Romario, With a tooth pick between his
gold teeth smiled a toothy grin at Buster. "Good ta see ya, mon. Lord Moka told me ta tell ya dat the Junkers
be bringin the rest a ya supplies in da next couple day's. I brought ya a gift, mon." He pulled a small crate from
the hold of the yacht. "Lord Moka Been sayin ya Hung'ry. so i brought ya a care package". The crate was filled
with luxury foods, steaks, salmon, chocolate, wine, and potatoes. "Thanks Romario, I guess I havent been
eating very well." Buster really was appreciative of his fellow rogue's kind gesture, his stomach hadnt stopped
growling for the past week, all they had stocked up on TNF was Synth Paste. Romario smiled again and put his
hand on Buster's Shoulder. "There be nuclear devices in dem crates too, mon. so dont ya go blowin yaself up
again, hmm?" Buster nodded and forced a smirk. Romario patted his shoulder and walked back to his
yacht. "Must be goin now, mon. There be alot goin on outside dis rock." Buster watched as Romario boarded his
craft before turning to head back to the lab.


Day 31, Hangar Main, The Nonsense Factory, Cassini system, 8:31 pm

The hangar was filled with the sounds of the slaves building, His new team of engineers stood close by,
barking orders to the slaves. a couple had dropped already from starvation, Lord Moka declared that food and
water for them was too costly and would cause them to go over budget. There were plenty of them to get the
job done, 5000 had been dropped off the day before which was 2000 more than Buster had estimated they
need. Buster stared sipping his coffee and taking frequent drags off his freshly rolled cigarette. The base of the
engine was already complete. once the junkers dropped off the rest of the commodities, he could focus on
rebuilding the core. He had decided that he would program the settings for the core himself, the hassle that
Ranaud had created was over bearing to Buster's nerves and he preferred to just do it himself. Things were
finally getting put back together, and a good thing too, Moka would have no issue putting a bullet through
Buster's skull should he mess this up. everything, had to be perfect.

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