The Xenos Gift to Liberty

[Mr_3ppozz]

Crows filled the Bars. Shops, Casino's and corridors, the passengers were having the time of their lifes. Ricky stood along the highest ridge and looked down, a large smile crossed his face.

"Sir, we need you on the bridge, we have been ambushed by a group of Lane Hackers." a crewmen said behind him.

Ricky turned around, his smile gone by now, and said "Very well, its time for another Diplomacy Lesson... *Sighs* Those hackers never learn."

30 Minutes later

"Full speed ahead Johnson, we lost enough time "chatting" with these bloody hackers." Ricky's voice was loud and even angry. Apparantly the Lane Hackers keep thinking that the Liner would "donate" to their cause.
It was only a short trip to the New York system from here, they would fly aroun the Ice-rock cloud between the Maggelan Jump Gate and Planet California Minor. The cloud always was a good crowdpleaser if you had the sun behind to illuminate it.

All those years traveling the Sirius Sector had proven its worth, Ricky knew most of the Beauty's in all the Major Houses and even a few in the Omicrons. He tried to plot the best route that he could, but the unplanned stop at Ames Research Station would surely cause some passengers to complain. Apart from the Zoner base, all there was in Kepler were those dreaded Xenos.

Little did the passengers know, that Ricky arranged a meeting with the people they all distusted. He could only hope that it wasnt a trick, he heard from many people that the Xenos were slippery folks. Luckily he managed to get in contact with Amnezia, his one and true love, she would be in the area. Amnezia had made sure that both the Shining and the Phazed would be close, whatever Ricky could need, she would be able to provide it.

"Sir we are closing on Planet Manhattan, should we set her down for refueling so that the Passengers can roam the Malls of Manhattan?"

Ricky looked towards the scanners "Not yet, I see Miss Noir, park us next to her, lets just hope these stupid LPI wont come aboard to check my cargo and VIPs" You could see a small smirk on Ricky's face. He was sure that some of his VIPs would not like to see the LPI running over the ship, to keep silent of the small farm in his hold and the Golden Green in the Lounge Cafe's.

"Mr. Johnson, take us to the Mooring Fixture, I've made arrangements for Miss Noir to come aboard." He then sat down in his chair on the bridge, picking up the Intercomm-Microfoon.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, as some of you might have noticed already, we reached the New York System. This means we will take our scheduled stop here and all of you are free to roam around the planet for the next 5 hours. Those of you that wish to remain aboard, are most welcome to, you will be assigned a crew-member to see that you will not be short of anything. Be safe and please make sure you are here on time for our departure."

He took a deep breath and called for a waitress "Gall, please run down to the Lounge Cafe and get me a bunch of those greens."

He had 4 hours to relax, roam his ship and talk to the remaining guests on the ship. He knew exactly who would stay behind, his first stop would be the Colonial corner to have a chat with some of his very first buyers.

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