It was starting to happen so frequently that Frank Gambit suspected that his ship was bugged. Every time they got anywhere near Manhattan, navy officer and wannabee cop Armada would arrive on scene. Frank was beginning to see that officer Armada had the mental agility of lead. But the weeks of running clean or semi clean had served a purpose. They had viable intel on LPI and Navy shift changes, it was going to make running contraband into NY easier. Still having to deal with the likes of officer Armada over and over again was testing Gambit´s patience. They did have a stolen blackmarket Cnox they were looking to sell, so Gambit had been on his best behavior.
[22.05.2015 09:21:10] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: We done now?
[22.05.2015 09:21:23] 5th|John.Armada: Yes, move on. Thank you for your cooperation.
[22.05.2015 09:21:36] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: dont get shot up to much
"Get us out of New York Johnny, head to Kepler see if we can dump some of this stuff on BP66" Frank took a hit of his Synth. It was of a different variety, leaving him feeling ambivalent and third personish. Like he was above himself, watching his crew work, but over his own shoulder. He saw Sammy sensors turn toward him.
"Comming up on Ames, Bit...got a Planetform ship in the area"
"Put him on the speakers" Gambit said picking up his Mic.
[22.05.2015 09:27:39] PFI)Barrow:
Greetings
[22.05.2015 09:27:48] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]:
Yea...Sup man...you good?
[22.05.2015 09:28:02] PFI)Barrow:
Allen: Im good. Thanks
[22.05.2015 09:28:23] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: Gambit:
How is that ship working out for ya?
[22.05.2015 09:28:44] PFI)Barrow: Allen:
Working out very well.. Wish it had some better shields on it to hold up to the new xeno ships in Alabama.. but other then that...
[22.05.2015 09:29:26] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: Gambit:
Ya got to admit thought Bro.... it kinda looks like a Bug.....
[22.05.2015 09:29:49] PFI)Barrow: Allen:
*chuckles* a bug with a bite though.
[22.05.2015 09:30:01] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]:
Gambi: Copy that ..hehe.. Anyways Dude...things to do....stuff to move...ya dig? Im out....
[22.05.2015 09:30:35] PFI)Barrow:Allen:
Safe travels
[22.05.2015 09:30:43] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: Gambit:
You to man...
They had the ship moving off to BP66, but were still in range of Ames station. Gambit picked up his mic, he would try to pawn the Cnox off on him, Maybe scrape a few more credits together.
[22.05.2015 09:39:13] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]:
Hey man...I just thought off something...I just scrapped a ship...Hull was to banged up...but I saved the Cnox transport engine. You interested in it ...I was gona junk it...but...it would fit your rig.
[22.05.2015 09:39:59] PFI)Barrow: Allen:
Just what good is that engine anyway?
[22.05.2015 09:41:02] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]:
Well seemed to make my last ship run smoother..
[22.05.2015 09:41:46] PFI)Barrow: Allen:
Thanks for the offer but I think Im good for the moment
[22.05.2015 09:42:20] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: Gambit: Ok man....9mill worth of gear your turning down ....keep cool Bro.
Maybe it was the synth, or the fact that they had just been told by BP66 control, that there was no cargo space available to off load the goods they had onboard. Or maybe it was the way the guy dismissed his offer of a Cnox clone at next to nothing in price. Whatever it was, something had changed Franks mood. "damn synth...doing my head in....OK fellas....looks like we hang at BP66 till we can dock and unload this alluminum..someone have some beer sent up." His BWT was not a nice of a ship as Rich.Itch was, but he favored it more. After a few minutes, with no warning, a voice came across the ship´s speakers.
[22.05.2015 10:25:09] Mr.Yoshida*:
Hello.
[22.05.2015 10:25:56] Mr.Yoshida*:
Are you there?
"What the hell is that Chuck?" Gambit blurted out at his communicatins man.
"I ..I....I....Doonn...donnn doont ...know.." Communications Chuck was moving as fast as his limitations allowed.
"Well, bounce it back to him, lets find out who he is" Giving Chuck to clue he needed to act.
[22.05.2015 10:27:42] Mr.Yoshida*:
Well I don't have time for this. You either respond or I talk to Sunny instead.
"Got to be a Hacker Bit." offered Johnny the Navigator. Sammy on sensors was nodding his head in agreement. "Hackers R the only ones dat can hack a ships comms systems."
"Yea...you guys are probably right...open a channel, throw some static into it, make it seem we are futher away than we could be." With his orders communication chuck tapped out some keys and turned and nodded at Gambit. Frank pick up his Mic and hit the transmit button.
[22.05.2015 10:28:46] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: Gambit:
Very ...(Static) weak signal...What is your problem and who are you?
[22.05.2015 10:29:22] Mr.Yoshida*:
There is a transport in Kepler. I need you to find him and tell me where it is heading. You will keep part of the spoils.
[22.05.2015 10:30:34] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]:
Gambit: Buddy....you aint told me who you are..you just givin Orders.. Tell ya what...you talk to Sunny.
[22.05.2015 10:30:52] Mr.Yoshida*:
Pfft. I thought you knew who I am.
[22.05.2015 10:31:03] Mr.Yoshida*:
I am a senior Lane Hacker.
"Told ya boss....hacker, and a senior one at that...not the kinda people you wanna piss off." Johnny was most of the time right, and he never let you forget that he was. Frank walked over to Johnny and took the half smoked joint from his hand. He gave Johnny the funny-but-dont-push-your-luck-look. "Alright, alright....Ill lay off ya some boss". Frank took a hit off the joint and hit the transmitter.
[22.05.2015 10:31:36] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: Gambit:
Na man...sorry ...never heard of ya...or met ya....to me...to be honest...was just a voice over the speaker..
[22.05.2015 10:31:46] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: Gambit:
What is the target name.?
[22.05.2015 10:32:10] Mr.Yoshida*:
Okay racer. Now if you want to make some money find me that Planetform transport.
[22.05.2015 10:32:14] Mr.Yoshida*:
It's somewhere in Kepler.
[22.05.2015 10:32:57] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: Gambit:
Gotcha Hacker....let me loosen up..and Ill take a look see.
[22.05.2015 10:35:43] Mr.Yoshida*:
Check Poena, the Colorado jump hole
[22.05.2015 10:35:48] Mr.Yoshida*:
He might be there
What Gambit liked most about his crew, is that he seldom had to tell them what the next move was. They already had the ship on the move and heading to the search area indicated by the hacker. Running an errand for a hacker, beat waiting in a radiation field to unload your ship. They set up running sectors around Ames reasearch. They would get a read on him and loose him again. Gambit smilled when he realized it was the same ship that turned him down on the Cnox clone. "Looks like Im gonna make some cash off you after all."
[22.05.2015 10:36:55] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: Gambit:
Ames was clear...Im reading him as PFI Barrow...I ran across him earlier..i tried to sell him a hot engine, he turned me down....
[22.05.2015 10:38:32] Mr.Yoshida*:
It's okay. I will make him an offer that he can't refuse.
[22.05.2015 10:38:41] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: Gambit:
Picked up his signal around Nome..and lost it...
[22.05.2015 10:39:17] Mr.Yoshida*:
So he is not around the jump hole?
[22.05.2015 10:40:39] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: Gambit:
No not getting any reading...its thick with rads ...scanners are limited...basicaly have to bumbp into him
[22.05.2015 10:40:56] Mr.Yoshida*:
He must be somewhere in that field
[22.05.2015 10:41:19] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: Gambit:
Colorado jump hole is clear..
It was a game of cat and mouse, even if the mouse did not know about it. The hunt was on and it was only a matter of time. And as soon as it had started it ended.
[22.05.2015 10:41:51] Mr.Yoshida*:
Cut your engines now! You do not really wish me to do it for you.
[22.05.2015 10:41:54] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: Gambit; got him
[22.05.2015 10:42:03] Mr.Yoshida*: Thank you racer.
[22.05.2015 10:42:31] {AFC}-Hold.Fast[B]: Gambit: Sorry for the misunderstanding hacker...I owe ya a beer..
A few minutes later, as they were heading back to BP66, the ships accounts were hacked and credits added to them.
[22.05.2015 11:11:08] You have received 150.000 credits from Mr.Yoshida*
[22.05.2015 11:11:41] Mr.Yoshida*:
He was empty, yet he paid some cash regardless. Here is half that money.
The Hacker did not sound to happy about having to split such a small cut with him. Frank decided it was best to leave it at that. Soon after, they got notice from BP66 that they could land and unload and have a few hours of rest at the station Bar.
