Rotating easily and grabbing salvage out of a field in New Berlin the new reliscened Hooptie.Hauler (Now a Salvager Frigate) is using is mandibular arms and cran hooks to pull apart hulks for good scrap.
James was starting to drift off to sleep when he had the idea to record a log.
He switched his radio to local and begain recording.
"Today I got up late, enjoyed that, and finished the shakedown on this frigate." james punched a few controls on the video input.. found them to not be quite working correctly and decided the log didnt need his old face on it anyway.
"I proceeded to New Berlin curious to see if there was any ore for sale in omega 7 barring it was empty of activity when I passed by I dropped off the mining equipment and headed to this scrap field, being called enroute by the Vagrant Raider transport.. err. ... crap Well It was thier Boss. or A boss. and he needed a seller for some gold ore he had. Because apperantly republic shipping bases are not feesable ports to the VR. Long story short .. *sighs* "
He paused and looked at his coffie. Sniffed it. the heat had left it long ago.. it didnt keep him from dozing off.
"Eva was hanging around kruz.. and we talked a little. Found out her reasons for her charity work with the military of Rhineland, typical well to do attitude. for someone who has accomplished so much on her own she has some of the strangest methods of fleecing herself and her self-worth. Broken hearts be damned. you can bruise a heart.. but everyone does stuff for love that never make sence when you do them."
The hull was registering 2900 tonnes, almost full.
"Eva escorted me for my fencing of the ore for the Vagrants. Talked. told her Rochester bar was dry in her absence, ectera. Delivered the profit to the raiders for said ore and I paid my escort for her duty to my safety of me and my business dealings."
James started to button up his coat and bring the con chair into position. he had spent an additional 2 million credits on lumbar support seating and newer droid assistants for his crew. Also his bedroom on the ship was a magnificent mess, not set up yet but it was the bedroom he had intended to "sleep in till I die".
"I didnt make any money on that trip at all. i waived my fees and profit to make a kind impression on the raiders. Call it vested interest, paid ahead of time. I dont know when or if ill ever need a favor from these people.
Eva said a Scylla is a terrible retirement vessel... After getting my hands on the deck by deck prints of the cruiser I have to agree, the halls are cramped and the quarters are mid evil in concept. I have this sinking feeling ... in a year Im going to go Zoner. Drop all my assets into my brothers accounts and being the senior brother get into the Corvo Cruiser I've always wanted and sail the stellar winds.
Gods that sounds boring... On the other hand you can put a swimming pool on the thing.
Well Im going to deliver this scrap. I dont think that It would matter where I got a cruiser class ship. I dont care for the capabilities of her systems just that I can brave areas of intense radiation. If it was about scanning and taking samples THIS ship would be fine, but her hull, no matter how its braced and reinforced cant cut it in the deep reaches of space.
I had an old woman on gran caneria tell me I reminded her of some Admiral of a mobile Freeport when I said that to her. I saw a Juggernaut once back in 806 or 7.. god that was a long time ago. The ship was so massive, but the fact wasn't just its size it was the fact it was alive with people inside living their lives. I only know a handful of people and i sure as hell would worry myself into the grave about their well being IF I was flying or commanding such a thing."
The hold was full now. He began setting course for tripoli, sending a message ahead to be ready to receive X amount of scrap by the ton.
"I'm not a governor or a leader. I'm just old. nearly 59 and wanting to get some things done before Its too late."
He turned off the recording and switched his radio back to intercom and external and initiated the cruise engine sequence.
He paused and added to the log.
"Pretty ladys and old men are bad for profit, they dont mix nor should they ever figure into the bottom line. Add future exchanges of said nature to be labled ... "Moral investments."
