A Neohpyte's Vocation

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I dropped off another 17 lothing bounty hunters into the prison ward of Buffalo Base before slamming the brig shut. I shook the Commissar's hand and went back to my grungy room where I stored a few personal items and a set of prettier clothes other than this flight suit. I thought about putting them on for a split second, wishing for a day back on Planet Los Angeles but the days were long gone. Petulent bickering over gates and trade lanes were the worst and the heirarchy of madness that the Libery Police created just led to more inner corruption. It was enough to make her head spin. I afforded myself a new pair of gloves and a Deluxe Thruster before I packed the rest of my bags. Changing out the engine components wouldn't take long at all.

My feet clanged on the grates as I carried my pack and bag through the bulkheads. The smell of cooked cardamine floated and it was appealing but not quite my thing, not quite yet. I'm sure I would come around to it in time. I packed just a little bit to play around with when I made it to my next destination, Mactan.

The new thruster didn't take much time to get used to. I slipped in and out of the Rogue channels and found my way to the Jump Holes. The Lanes were all but shut down to me now. Going near them meant taking some stray, heated particles to my shields or up my exhaust panels. No thanks, for the moment. I had some Cred built up with the Rogues that would make me look well with the Hackers, enough to get me aboard Mactan. Hopefully well enough to do a few missions for them when I got there.

I spun out of the Magellan Jump Hole and there were some Outcasts and Lane Hackers conversing. It was interesting to have that feeling like I was being scanned from the moment I was fully, temporally in the Magellan system. I could see a glimmer of something inside the heat shields, the look of actual people who may have aknowledged who I was. I throttled forward and spun through the asteroids to Mactan.

Now here I look for work, take missions and hope to be recognized by the Lane Hackers -- In Time.

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