A little education goes a long way

[Zapp]

A few weeks later

The transport Miranu, a random name that the ship had been given on construction, was cruising through space, seeing the sights. So far, Jarod had done a whole lot of nothing with his new ship. He was still trying to get a grip on trading, as he had yet to find any good, reliable routes. Currently he was in the Cambridge system, and was scouting around for any low-cost goods, along with hints as to where they could be sold for fat stacks of cash. He found what he was looking for a load of VIPs looking to head to distant and exotic locations. The leader of the group hinted at paying a lot to see Planet Kurile, in Sigma 17 as well. Jarod smiled, as it seemed that fortune was smiling on him! A quick perusing of some maps showed a fast trip through Omega 5 and 41, Omicron Theta, and finally to Sigma 17. Putting in a call with the port authority of Kurile showed an excess in Alien Organisms, a perishable good. Cambridge Research Institute just happened to have a need for such organisms.

Things were starting to look up.

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Jarod heaved a sigh of relief as a battered transport set down on one of Kuriles landing pads. The Corsairs had taken an interest in his passengers, most likely for kidnap and ransom purposes, and as such had decided the best way to them was to shoot up the Miranu. Luck had been on his side more than anything, and he had managed to marginally evade the pursuers. A random patrol of Hessians slamming into the Corsairs had helped, too.

Now the VIPs disembarked on shaky legs, knowing just how close they had come to biting the big one. They thanked him profusely for keeping them alive, and paid a little more than they promised. Jarod just took the money and loaded up on Alien Organisms, preparing to reface the same gauntlet over again.

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