Dean Wilson

[Shaka]

As Dean Wilson took off in the rusty old Camara, he came to the realization that hed paid way too much for the flying scrap-yard. Sure, she was better than the Rhino hed flown in with, but hell, hed have traded a Starflea for that piece of crap. Hed arrived in NY with the vague notion of buying a new ship, and hed heard of good deals at the DSE base over the public Comms.

Landing on the harsh surface of Pittsburgh, hed been immediately accosted by a large boisterous man with an outrageous notion of a suit. In the mind to buy a ship anyways, he allowed himself to be led to the lot by Hank. At first, Hank had tried to sell him a newer retrofitted version of his old rhino, but Dean had had enough of rhinos for a lifetime. A quiet guy, hed just pointed at the old Camara thatd caught his eye. Hed seen a few of them as a kid on Erie, and hed been impressed by their durability, manoeuvrability and large holds. Hank wasnt so easily convinced. Hed already sized up Wilson. Hank figured that Dean, like so many others, was yet another wheel in the cog, a lower class worker with not a lot of cash and even fewer brains (Such were the men that Liberty was built upon, Hank pondered). A ship like that Camara was pricey, even in its current state, and Hank didnt feel like wasting his time selling a ship this kid couldnt buy. Still, he felt sorry for the dumb kid, and went easy on him,
Well son, let me be honest, a ship like that shes a mighty expensive. Why son, a craft like that! Shell cost you near a million credits! How bout you take a look at this , Hanks drawl was cut off as Dean shoved a datapad in his face. Livid that his kindly response to the boy had been interrupted, Hank took a withering look at the screen. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Angry at the greasy old salesman, Dean had pulled up his neuralnet account balance.

Now look, pal. Im no kid and Im not some kind of brute. You see whats on that screen as much as I do! Now tell me about that damn Camara! Dean managed to tell the salesman before once again going quiet. Momentarily silent, Hank bounced back quickly,

Now sir, as soon as I saw you, I knew that you were the one to fly this ship away. Shes a beauty all right, two inch thick super-alloy plating, with an Ageira 198-58 powerplant and triple

Two hours later, Dean Wilson became the proud owner of a Camara for seven hundred thousand credits, about half of his net balance. Hed also been able to get 4 Justice Mk. Is thrown in, as well as a complementary refuelling. The Mk Is were worse than useless, but hopefully any potential pirate would mistake them for something a little more deadly.

The ship was pretty beaten up, and definitely needed some work, but Dean was decent with a wrench and a plasma cutter, and he figured he could patch the ship up pretty good. At Erie, hed repaired a lot of the helium miners ships, when he wasnt out there himself. Flamingo that was the name stencilled on the side of the ship, Dean reminded himself. He had no idea who or what a Flamingo was, but he liked the sound of it.

Emerging from the Pittsburgh docking ring, Dean came to the realization that he had no Idea what he was doing, or where he was heading. Hed arrived in New York with big dreams and fantastic ideas, but now, sitting in front of the navscreen, his mind was blank. Booting up the ancient console, he leaned over and blew some dust off, then looked at the screen.


Magellan

most efficient path calculated...........

Accept [y/n]...................

Why not, Dean muttered to himself, and looked back at the screen.

y.

cruise sequence initiated

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