Qob: Tranquility 7/11/10

[Joe Manning 0]

Joe Manning -> A Cerulean Night is settling over Tranquility City. The fifth day of the closure of the ports is drawing to a close as Minos is still presumably in the city somewhere ...

Joe Manning -> In The Maze in the Mercenary District, interviews for vacant spots on Qob's crew are about to begin ...

Joe Manning -> In the Commerce District, shopping for supplies continues

Joe Manning -> BEGIN SIM

rosetto -> to Cab Driver>I said 2nd Avenue... The Maze...

Dash_Andrews -> ::Walking the busy market area with his Green Friend in tow... Cane in hand and flask in pocket::

STSF_Nickles -> What time is this guy supposed to be here? ::to Joe::

Joe Manning -> <Cab Driver> That's where I'm taking you! I'm just taking a shortcut through the alleyway here.

rosetto -> ::is running a bit late. sighs::

Joe Manning -> <Cab Driver> The place is just up ahead here.

Joe Manning -> ::Takes a sip of his water and checks his ODRI:: The first one should be getting here any minute.

rosetto -> Okay, thanks... ::where did this guy learn to drive::

STSF_Nickles -> ::looks at the chronometer on the wall::

Pher -> :: With Dash, keeping head a swivel ::

Dash_Andrews -> ::hopes this guy isn't some local jackal... grabbing names from his contact as of late has proven iffy::

Pher -> You have a list, Doc?

Joe Manning -> <Cab Driver> ::Pulls the cab up to the front of The Maze:: Fare'll be two and half chits

rosetto -> ::give him 4 chits::Thanks... Have a good evening...

Joe Manning -> ::Nickles:: Remember, you're not here for medical examinations ... you've got to play the commander now

STSF_Nickles -> :: takes a drink from his glass:: He better hurry

Dash_Andrews -> ::Pher:: Mind like a steel trap Pher... you know that... or is a like a copper tin? I can't remember

Joe Manning -> <Cab Driver> You too. ::Nods and takes the chits. Waits for him to leave the cab::

STSF_Nickles -> And I want my crew ON time

Dash_Andrews -> ::Pulls his jacket sleeve back revealing his ODRI and taps on it::

rosetto -> ::steps out, straightens his jacket and then walks into the Maze::

Joe Manning -> <Pete Gibbons> ::Running a check on the register behind the bar::

Pher -> :: Smiles, but lets him take the lead ::

rosetto -> ::Walks up to the bar looking around the room::Hi Pete...

Joe Manning -> Try to relax, Chris. If they can't make a meeting, we just don't hire them.

Joe Manning -> <Pete Gibbons> ::Looks up from the register:: Hey ... Sal, right?

STSF_Nickles -> AGreed

Dash_Andrews -> ::Pher:: We should be getting close... keep an eye out for a side street just up ahead... guy said it as across from Manati St.

rosetto -> Yep... Is Captain Manning around?

Joe Manning -> <Pete Gibbons> Just over in the corner there. ::Points to a table near the far wall:: Drinks are on him. Should I send anything over?

STSF_Nickles -> ::looks up to the bar:: Could that be him?

rosetto -> Uh, I think an Iced Tea should do for now, thanks...

Pher -> Good enough.

Joe Manning -> <Pete Gibbons> ::Nods:: I'll send it over. Go on ahead.

Pher -> You don't care to say what we're getting close to?

rosetto -> ::Nods to Gibbons and then walks over to the end table::

STSF_Nickles -> He looks like hes heading tis way.

Joe Manning -> ::Looks up as Sal approaches::

rosetto -> Captain Manning?

rosetto -> ::holds out his hand::

Joe Manning -> ::Simply nods:: You Rosetto?

STSF_Nickles -> ::stands::

Dash_Andrews -> ::Checks Illuminated Street Sign across the way and confirms the name... then turns to peer down the alley::

rosetto -> Yes, sir.. How are you this evening?

Dash_Andrews -> ::Pher:: Guess this is the place... kinda seedy don't ya' think?

Joe Manning -> ::Shakes his hand:: Take a seat.

Pher -> Which can be a feature or a bug.

Joe Manning -> We'll just skip the pleasantries if you don't mind. ::Puts on a smile:: Speed things along.

rosetto -> Thanks.::takes seat::

STSF_Nickles -> ::sits back down after the interviewee does::

rosetto -> Okay

Joe Manning -> ::Glances at Nickles, noticing that years in Bull's Head haven't waned his attention to the old Fleet protocols::

Dash_Andrews -> ::Pher... scorning:: With this lockdown in effect it's all getting buggy around here... just trying to buy clean water will be a high cost event in another few weeks.

STSF_Nickles -> ::giving him a visual going over::

Dash_Andrews -> ::Starts slowly down the alley, which is surprisingly dim given the time of day::

Joe Manning -> This is my First Mate, Christopher Nickles. ::Motions:: He'll be sitting in.

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> :::a tall Deltan female elbows her way through the crowd towards the line forming for Qob::

rosetto -> Hello.::nods::

Joe Manning -> <Pete Gibbons> ::Looks up noticing the Deltan that just entered::

STSF_Nickles -> :;nods::

Joe Manning -> <Pete Gibbons> ... Redera, isn't it?

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::joins the queue, craning her neck to spot those in charge:::

Joe Manning -> Tell me about yourself, Mr. Rosetto. Why would I want to hire you onto my crew?

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::has a look of eagerness and capability::

Pher -> Seedy... buggy... Fine. Well, the suits are going to try to mess things up. That's what they do.

Pher -> But by the time they muck up the rest of the universe, they'll realize they've messed up themselves.

rosetto -> Well, sir, I am the best pilot you'll find in Bull's Head.

Dash_Andrews -> This is the door... ::looks at the sign on the front... tactifully it simply says "WARES"::

Joe Manning -> <Pete Gibbons> ::Redera:: The Captain is just over there ::Points to the table:: You drinking anything?

rosetto -> I also know my way around sensor arrays...

Joe Manning -> You ever flown a Klingon Bird of Prey?

STSF_Nickles -> :: raises a brow at the BEST comment:

rosetto -> In Simulation, once.

Pher -> :: Chatting lightly, but eyes wandering about. ::

Joe Manning -> Simulation. ::Gives him a blank expression::

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::jerks her head around to Pete as he speaks:: Thanks. I'll have a brew..whatever you got.

Dash_Andrews -> ::Enters the SHOP and tries to let his eyes adjust::

Joe Manning -> <Pete Gibbons> ::Nods:: It's on the Captain. I'll send it over to the table. You can go ahead and join them.

STSF_Nickles -> ::leans in to Joe:: that mean he has to be trained.<<softly>>

Joe Manning -> ::Nods at Nickles::

rosetto -> Yes, SIr. There was a skirmish while I was on the El Paso which involved a Klingon encounter. We practiced. I was Red Team lead..

Pher -> :: Waits a bit and follows Dash in ::

Dash_Andrews -> ::His visor begins picking up several distinct signatures around the small shop... weapons signatures undoubtedly... but they are hidden from most::

Joe Manning -> ::Rosetto:: In other words, there will be a learning curve ...

Dash_Andrews -> ::Spies a man behind the counter working away at something...::

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::bright smile:: Can't argue with that. What kind of man is he, the captain? ::jerks her head towards Manning:::

Joe Manning -> Frankly, Mr. Rosetto, I don't need a pilot. I've got two crew who could possibly fly the ship better than you could before you get used to our Bird. What other skills do you have?

Dash_Andrews -> <Man> Excuse me... are you Scabbard?

rosetto -> Only Klingon, Sir. I understand how the systems work.

Sakir -> :: looks up from his work:: <Dash> Aye, and how may I help you?

Joe Manning -> <Pete Gibbons> ::Redera:: Joe? ... well, couldn't say what kind of Captain he is these days. I served under him a few years ago, but I couldn't say how much he's changed ...

Joe Manning -> ::Nods:: Of course you do. Your other skills?

Pher -> :: Stays a bit behind Dash and looks a bit distracting ::

rosetto -> I am a highly skill navigator and know those systems quite well..

Dash_Andrews -> <Sakir> I was told you might have a few things I've been looking for...

Joe Manning -> If all you can do is fly a ship, Mr. Rosetto, then I have no place for you on Qob ...

Sakir -> ::Chuckles:: <Dash> Well that all depends on what your looking for.

Joe Manning -> I don't need full time pilots. I need people who can put in work in a variety of fields.

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::slow nod as she mulls that over:: Good enough. Wish me luck. ::thumbs up:: And thanks for the info.

Joe Manning -> <Pete Gibbons> Sure thing ...

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::wanders towards the table::

Joe Manning -> <Pete Gibbons> ::Can't help but watch the Deltan walk away::

STSF_Nickles -> :: sees the lady heading their way and elbows Joe:: Maybe Shes another canidate?

Joe Manning -> ::Looks up at Redera::

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::a slight swing to her step, bright but easy-going::

Dash_Andrews -> ::Peers around a bit then looks back at Sakir, the steely visor locking on his face::

rosetto -> ::looking discouraged::I have served Chief of Navigation, Sir...

Joe Manning -> ::Rosetto, more bluntly:: I don't need a pilot, Mr. Rosetto. Unless you can tell me of other skills you have to offer, I cannot offer you a position.

rosetto -> *^^as

STSF_Nickles -> Like he said Roseeto We need more than a navigator, what else can you do?

Dash_Andrews -> ::Scabbard:: Re'nal sent me... he mentioned you might be the man to talk to about buying a medical supplies in "bulk"

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::listening in to the convo with Rosetto::

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::checking out Nickles as well:::

Joe Manning -> ::Looks back up:: Ms. Redera?

STSF_Nickles -> ::stands:: Hello there

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::sideways nod;: That'd be me. You the captain?

STSF_Nickles -> ::is a polite man, pulls out a chair for her:: Have a seat.

rosetto -> I have worked with many computer and sensor systems... Do you require Science?

Joe Manning -> ::Nods at the Deltan:: Take a seat.

Sakir -> ::eyebrows raise:: Well I dont know about that sir.

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::a bit of swagger, but only enough to draw interest::takes a seat:::

Joe Manning -> ::Rosetto:: Computer and sensor systems. Well, I could use a science officer. Any other fields of science?

Dash_Andrews -> ::Hates having to act coy about something so simple... ca la vie::

STSF_Nickles -> ::gives her a look over then trys to pull his attention BACK to Rosetto::

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::sits forward, her arms resting on her knees, relaxed and taking it all in:::

rosetto -> Astrophysics mostly...

Joe Manning -> ::Glances in Redera's direction, giving her a once over::

Dash_Andrews -> ::Scabbard:: Look... I'm not the law... I'm a Doctor... If you got what we need we're here to deal.

Pher -> He's right. If he was the law, he wouldn't be with green people.

Joe Manning -> Astrophysics ... that could work for us ...

Joe Manning -> ::Looks over at Redera:: And you were interested in an engineering position, is that right?

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::noting Joe's wandering gaze, meets it evenly but not confrontational:::

Dash_Andrews -> ::eyes Pher:: Atleast not on Duty

STSF_Nickles -> ::looks back to Redera ::

rosetto -> ::a smile emerges on his face as he takes his iced tea::

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> That I am.

Joe Manning -> << Nice of you to join us, Shane >>

Pher -> :: Looks for something to lean against ::

Dash_Andrews -> <<Shane ::nod:: >>

Shane -> <<I am extremely sorry for being late, it couldn't be avoided>>

Joe Manning -> << We've started things at The Maze. Drop in when you'd like >>

Sakir -> :: raises an eybrow, and then ayes the green person behind Dash:: Well I guess you may be right, ill be right back ::Walks back into a storage room, two men walk out of the storage room with weapons and say:: He will be right back.

STSF_Nickles -> ::thinks::'Ill have to visit engineering a bit more than I would normally i guess'::

Joe Manning -> ::Redera:: Tell me about your qualifications.

Dash_Andrews -> ::Raises an eyebrow above his Visor as he looks back at Pher:: That was a bit uncalled for wasn't it? ::motioning softly toward the two guards::

rosetto -> ::sits quietly and looks at Redera::

Pher -> Just now, lots of stuff happening that isn't called for.

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> Qualifications for engineering? I've worked on most, put a few together, and brewed a few. ::shrug:: Not much I can't do. Want specifics?

Dash_Andrews -> ::Sneaks a sip from his flask as they wait::

Pher -> If they don't want business, they won't get it... but I don't think that's what's coming down.

Joe Manning -> ::Redera:: You certainly make yourself sound like an asset ...

Dash_Andrews -> Are you advising me to walk away?

Sakir -> :: The shop owner walks back out with a book in his hands, and looks at the two guards with the serious faces and says:: Really guys? You probably scared these nice people. :: Puts the book on the counter and starts flipping through it:: Alright lets see..

Joe Manning -> ::Nickles:: Chris, why don't you take Mr. Rosetto aside and get to know him.

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::small smile, genuine:: It'd be a long list, most of which you've probably never heard of. I've been around.

Shane -> ::wearing his long overcoat, steps through the Maze entrance and looks around with an expressionless face::

rosetto -> ::steps up::

Dash_Andrews -> ::re-caps his beverage and pockets it in his leather jacket::

Joe Manning -> <Pete Gibbons> ::Tending the bar::

Shane -> ::spots Pete at the bar and walks over to him, taking a seat::

STSF_Nickles -> Id rather take her.

Pher -> :: Evaluates the various strange males with suggestive glances, but is evaluating them in more than one sense ::

Dash_Andrews -> ::looking at the contents of the catalogued items::

rosetto -> ::NIckles::So.. How old is QoB?

Sakir -> ::Goes to a page:: Alright I have a some crates of what your looking for.. also sorry about them they watch store when ever I go back in the room. How many were you looking for mr.....?

Joe Manning -> ::Redera:: Pete said you were a bit vague about some of your prior work history. It might be surmised that you were doing something you wouldn't want to be general knowledge.

Joe Manning -> <Pete> ::Shane:: Shane, right? Can I get you something?

STSF_Nickles -> ::stands and sighs:: Ive been around her for going on 5 yrs

STSF_Nickles -> Shes not s new ship I can tell you that.

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::shrug:: Not necessarily "not want to be." More like "just isn't."

rosetto -> Well ::chuckles::I didn't expect that....

Shane -> ::shakes his head:: I'm just here for the interview.

Joe Manning -> ::Redera:: I tend not to ask questions. ... as long as you can assure me you won't bring trouble to my ship.

Dash_Andrews -> ::Scabbard:: Doc... just Doc. ::doesn't like floating his name about:: And if the price is right I'll take everything you have... in the way of meds... I have a list of Equipment needs as well...

Joe Manning -> <Pete> I can send something over. It's on the Captain. He's waiting for you there ::Points to a table in the back::

STSF_Nickles -> Lets move over here :: points to another table::

rosetto -> ::NIckles::You married?

rosetto -> ::walks with him::

STSF_Nickles -> ::grabs his beer and moves:: I once was.

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> No trouble. Not from me.

rosetto -> yeah, I'm in the middle of a divorce as we speak...

Sakir -> Alright Doc, what kind of meds were you looking for? Because I have some in stock as well, also for the supplies hows fifty bars sound?

Dash_Andrews -> ::Pulls up the list on his ODRI:: 2 Bone Knitters, 6 Laser Scalples, as many dermal regenerators as you can scrounge and atleast a crate of hypos... If you can swing a few medical tri-corders as well...

Shane -> ::looks over his shoulder to the table, spotting the Captain and stands up, nodding his thanks to Pete:: Just a water.

Joe Manning -> Well, my engineering department is a bit light. I could use the help. But I'm going to need to have some idea of what you're capable of. Can you give me -any- idea of where you've worked before?

Dash_Andrews -> << sorry I pause breaked :P >>

STSF_Nickles -> Wife decided that fleet wasnt her thing and the worry on her and the kids wasnt worth it.

Shane -> ::heads to the table in the back, weaving through the chairs and such::

Dash_Andrews -> ::Looks at Scabbard crossly:: A moment to confer with my friend... ::moves to Pher::

STSF_Nickles -> I had to finish my tour so I let her have her way.

Sakir -> ::Gives the list to one of the body guards:: Go in the back and see how much of this stuff we have, I know we have at least three crates of hypos.

rosetto -> Well, I am not willing to drag my little girl out here either... Little, she's a teenager!

Pher -> :: Stands a bit straighter ::

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::slow nod:: Well, you've heard of the Kalista?

Pher -> :: Looks curious ::

Joe Manning -> ::Shakes head, sipping his water::

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> Built her engines myself from pieces we found here and there - scrap yards, other places.

Dash_Andrews -> ::Pher:: 50 bars? this guy's really playing up this "embargo" I mean I knew it would be "high"

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> She makes a fair pace if you need her to.

Shane -> <<who's al at the table?>>

Joe Manning -> You wouldn't be able to tell me who you were building these engines for?

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> That would be the Duke.

Joe Manning -> << Just me and Redera >>

Sakir -> ::The guard nods and walks in the back room, meanwhile the clerk reaches below his counter and pulls up a metal container and some glasses:: Water?

Joe Manning -> 'The Duke?' That some kind of ... crime boss?

STSF_Nickles -> I have 2 kids a boy and a girl

Pher -> It's a question of how bad you want it, Doc.

Dash_Andrews -> ::Waves his hand to the guard to go ahead as he continues to talk::

Joe Manning -> ::Looks up as Shane approaches::

Pher -> We're either that short, or we're not.

rosetto -> Where are they now?

rosetto -> ::sips his tea::

Shane -> ::stops by the table:: I'm assuming you're Captain Manning?

Joe Manning -> ::Doesn't answer:: You're a half hour late.

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::grins with a chuckle:: Not a crime boss. You probably know him as Jake Pendergast.

Shane -> ::shrugs:: Couldn't help it.

Dash_Andrews -> ::Pher:: Well I'm buying bulk now 'cuz God knows when we'll get off this rock... I'd like to know that when we do we've got what we need and can miss the 'rush' for scraps.

Joe Manning -> Take a seat ... Shane, right?

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::stops, eyeing Shane for the intrusion, but letting it pass:::

Sakir -> :: The guard returns with a final checklist and hands it to the clerk:: Alright, it seems like we have everything you wanted and three crates of hypos.

rosetto -> ::is half listening to Redera & Manning::Manning is good captain?

STSF_Nickles -> They are 10 and 12

Dash_Andrews -> ::Scabbard:: Look... 50 bars is a bit much don't you think? I'll give you 25... and that's only because I KNOW you gotta turn a profit.

STSF_Nickles -> Matthew and Chrita

Shane -> ::pulls a chair back and settle in it rather heavily:: Correct. ::sets his mechanical arm on the table, with hissing and gears whining::

Sakir -> ::Looks down at his book:: Look I like you guys so how about 35 and I throw in two cases of food and water.

STSF_Nickles -> I wouldnt be with him this long if he wasnt

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::steps away as Shane intrudes:::

Joe Manning -> My First Mate just stepped away. This is Redera. She's also looking to sign up.

rosetto -> Joia is six annul in two days. That's about 14 Earth years...

STSF_Nickles -> I started out with him as his CMo

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::smile and a nod to Shane:::

Pher -> :: Shrugs :: I haven't been keeping stock of your shop. You know his price is high. We've got a few days if you think there are lower bids out there. What are the odds that the embargo breaks right off?

Shane -> ::nods to Redera, then looks back to Joe:: So what kind of help were you looking for?

STSF_Nickles -> ::notices Redera moving away: Come on over here lady

Pher -> I think he's giving you a high price, and we're in no hurry... but if you know a reason we're in a hurry then jump.

STSF_Nickles -> Pete up there was our CSEC

Joe Manning -> ::Shane:: I was told you're capable at security. What are your exact skillsets?

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::hearing Nickles, turns towards him. Then, seeing Manning has moved on, walks over to Nickles:::

Dash_Andrews -> ::Scabbard:: Is it federation protein packs and field rations? or Klingon Dried Targ meat 'cuz I've been swindled before...

STSF_Nickles -> :: stands and offers her his chair :: Here have a seat.

Joe Manning -> ::Glances over as Nickles pulls Redera away. Gaze lingers on the Deltan for a moment as he wonders what she was hiding beneath her pleasant demeanor::

Dash_Andrews -> ::Pher... sidebar:: He's dancing around... I think he really needs rid of this 'cargo' we may be stepping in to some extra-hot goods here...

rosetto -> Oh... Security to bartender... This 'is' going to be a different World... ::smiles::

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::small smile:: Thanks. ::sits::

STSF_Nickles -> ::pulls up another for himself::

rosetto -> ::looks to Redera::Good Evening, I'm Sal...

STSF_Nickles -> So going to be our Engineer hum?

Pher -> Then I'm fine walking. This can't be the only guy with what we need in town.

Pher -> Or let him know we're ready to walk.

Shane -> I'm a dang good shot with most energy and slug weapons. I can also do pretty good a hand-to-hand with this ::indicates his arm::

Shane -> I also have some techinaical skills in console work.

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::nod to Rosetto, but full attention on Nickles:: Not sure. Captain didn't say.

Joe Manning -> ::Looks at the arm:: That thing makes an awful lot of noise ... but lucky for you I've got a security chief who's a specialist at stealth.

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> But..::hand gesture:: If you need me I'm available.

Sakir -> ::Chuckles and looks up:: Federation, and I guess I can go alittle bit lower, I guess it is pretty high for what your asking. ::Turns to his guards, what do you guys think? The two nod in approval:: Alright ill go everything you want plus the food/water...

Dash_Andrews -> ::Pher:: From what I've been told... he 'IS' the only guy with this much bulk... but the fact that he's not running low already suggests it's hotter than you dancing at a Risan Club

Sakir -> for 30 bars.

STSF_Nickles -> You might have your hands full. Shes a good ship and has had an overhaul but the mix between the Klingon and human parts. Think you can handle that?

Shane -> ::grins slightly:: It definitly isn't subtle. But that has it's advantages.

Pher -> Hmm....

Joe Manning -> Technical skills? And you're a good shot? ::Rubs his chin:: That's interesting; you'd complement my security chief well.

Dash_Andrews -> ::Raises an eyebrow and does the unthinkable...::

Shane -> And who would that be?

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> I think I can manage.

Dash_Andrews -> ::Scabbard:: We'll take it... can you deliver?

Joe Manning -> You'll meet her soon enough if things go well here. ::Points at the arm:: Where did you get that?

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::has a competent look::not blowing her own horn, but definitely in the game::

Sakir -> Yes I can ill have my guards deliever it descretly, where would you like the goods sir?

Shane -> I built it myself::says a bit proudly::

Pher -> :: Half a step back to listen ::

Joe Manning -> That skilled with a wrench?

rosetto -> ::listens quietly. He too knows a bit about engineering but is hesitant to say::

Dash_Andrews -> Tranquility Docking Hangar 17-B... Klingon Bird of Prey... QoB... that's Q... O... B

Joe Manning -> ::Again finds his gaze wandering to the Deltan. Half enthralled, half wondering::

STSF_Nickles -> Sounds confedent. If I have any say... I think you both will do but hes the captain

Sakir -> ::Writes down the location and name:: My guys will be waiting there with you stuff.

Shane -> ::shrugs:: Something I've picked up. It's mostly skill in older equipment.

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::feeling the captain's eyes on her again, keeps her attention focused on Nickles:::

Pher -> Might have to get a time from the Guardians.

Pher -> They aren't letting people wander in our out of starships without inspections and escorts.

Joe Manning -> ::Looks back at Shane:: If we didn't have an engineer signing up, I'd think you could do double duty for us ...

Pher -> Don't send any delivery boys that can't stand a good hard long look.

rosetto -> ::finds himself drawn to Deltan. Cathes himself staring:: So, Chris, right?

Dash_Andrews -> ::Nods:: She's right... blasted bafoons...

Joe Manning -> ::Gives him a quick look over:: So, why aren't you signing on with the Guardians? Why go independent?

STSF_Nickles -> either of you been in trouble?

rosetto -> *ctches

Sakir -> ::Chuckles at the green person:: How do you think I got this stuff in here? Dont worry the authorities will no nothing of this.

rosetto -> **catches

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> Depends on what you mean as trouble.

STSF_Nickles -> Yes Chris Nickles

Pher -> Do we need a time from you?

STSF_Nickles -> with the Law Redera

rosetto -> Well, Chris I have been married with children, what do you think? Not much trouble on K'Normia... ::chuckles::

STSF_Nickles -> Id like somewhat a clean crew, but not squeeky clean

Shane -> I never have liked the Guardians, too many rules and regulations. Plus I don't think they would want me anyways.

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> I've had my share of scrapes, like most everyone nowadays.

Joe Manning -> ::Sips his water:: And why is that?

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> Nothing out of the ordinary. Nothing not fixable.

rosetto -> <<brb puppies want treats>>

Sakir -> If im right it should take anywhere from a half hour to an hour for the stuff to be in the hanger bay with my guys watching it.

rosetto -> <<back>>

STSF_Nickles -> Explain Redera ::smiles looking at her:;

Pher -> Can you take a few of us in with you?

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::small sigh, settling back in her chair:: Okay...

Dash_Andrews -> ::Swallows...::

rosetto -> ::looks at the Deltan curiously::

Sakir -> ::Confused:: As in sneak you in with the goods?

Shane -> I've had some disputes with previous employers, which have led to a good amount of fines.

Pher -> Guardians don't want us in without escort, and they wouldn't smile to see you waiting for us.

Pher -> We don't know the back doors as well as you, I suspect.

Joe Manning -> Disputes? That hardly sounds promising ...

Joe Manning -> Would I have to expect trouble from you if I take you onto the crew?

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> Got in trouble a few times for buying parts from the wrong yard. Had a run-in with local law because of air regulations that they decided were in effect yesterday...

Sakir -> Yeah that should be fine, youll have to change though if you look like my men and you guys some how get caught if you look like us they will just think were moving goods. I have extra suits in the back

Dash_Andrews -> ::Scabbard:: She's got a point... if they're tailing us getting the goods to the hangar may have to wait...

Shane -> Over minor things. The man was an idiot. One with good connections, unfortunately.

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> Uh...::rubs her head:: Put the wrong part in the wrong place and someone thought it was a bomb. Arrested. Straightened out. Want more?

Pher -> :: Nods :: Sounds fine, so long as you think I'll pass.

STSF_Nickles -> <test>

Dash_Andrews -> ::Raises eyebrow again... now he knows these goods needed moving badly::

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::leaving out the slept-with-the-wrong-one part::

Shane -> But pay me well, don't make me do something stupid and I won't cause you trouble.

Joe Manning -> ::Nods:: I'm sure. Where are you from, Shane?

Sakir -> Yeah dont worry you should be fine, give your cloths to one of my guys when your done in the back room, he will put them in one of the crates for hiding.

STSF_Nickles -> Thats fine.

rosetto -> ::smiles quaintly to Deltan. Thinking he knows where this is going::

Shane -> Earth, originally. I've spent most of my life in space.

Dash_Andrews -> ::Pher:: This is a bad idea... ::quietly::

Joe Manning -> What brought you to Bull's Head?

STSF_Nickles -> Rosetto you said you were clean?

rosetto -> As a whistle, Chris... ::smiles proudly::

Pher -> <q> Then bow out. It's definitely a risk, but if you want your stuff in and ready to fly...

Pher -> <q> Do or don't...

STSF_Nickles -> That might change. Have any problems with that?

rosetto -> Well, my service record is not eximplary, mind you...

rosetto -> *sp?

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::relaxes, casting a quick glance towards Manning as Nickles interviews Rosetto:::

Dash_Andrews -> ::Sighs:: I'm not bowing out... I'm just stating the obvious here. The captain isn't going to like bailing us both out of jail...

Shane -> ::looks away, gazing around the room:: I wanted out of the Federation. Wasn't going the way I liked.

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::wondering how anyone could be clean as a whistle these days:::

Dash_Andrews -> ::Sighs again and looks at Scabbard:: Alright... If you want your money, you'd better make this work.

Joe Manning -> ::Nods:: Understandable. ::Doesn't much like the feeling he's getting with this one, but is inclined to let Pher make the final judgment::

Pher -> Oh, I think he wants to make this work, Doc.

Shane -> ::looks back:: I'm sure you understand. They aren't what they used to be.

STSF_Nickles -> ::looking between the two cant keep his eyes off Redera:: Explain Rosetto what kind of trouble were you in in fleet

Joe Manning -> Well ... why don't you join my First Mate and the other recruits. ::Motions to their table:: Drinks are on me tonight.

Sakir -> ::Raises an eybrow:: Alright as extra insurance ill go with you, and ill even arm you two.

rosetto -> I've been out of the mainstream for 15 years. K'Normia is its own little corner...

Pher -> Big of you.

rosetto -> In the service, while I served as Chief Navigator, I tended to perform maneuvers that were, well, not regulation...

Dash_Andrews -> Very... What's the catch?

Sakir -> Nothing, if they do catch us I have an ace up my sleeve.

Shane -> ::stands up, the arm making more noise, simply nods at Joe and walks to the other table::

STSF_Nickles -> ::smiles and nods::

Joe Manning -> ::Gets up and move over to Nickles table:: Chris. ::Motions him over::

rosetto -> ::more proud than ashamed::The Duty officers usually cringed... But we survived!

STSF_Nickles -> ::hears a noise behind him and turns with a jerk ::

Dash_Andrews -> Let's hope you have two aces up there if they do...

Dash_Andrews -> <<brb>>

Joe Manning -> ::Glances around the table. Not missing that the Deltan keeps looking in his direction::

STSF_Nickles -> :: takes a breath and stands:: Exuse me folks

STSF_Nickles -> ::moves beck to Joe::

Shane -> ::takes a seat at Chris's table::

STSF_Nickles -> What do you think?

Sakir -> ::Smiles:: Dont worry I know some of the docking bay officials, so we will be safe.

Joe Manning -> ::Nickles:: Rosetto seems like a decent sort, though I need to know more of what he brings to table ...

rosetto -> to Redera::So, how long were you in StarFleet?

Shane -> ::sips his water, staring at an obscure point in the room in deep thought::

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::relaxes in the chair::turns to Rosetto:: Starfleet? Never been.

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::eyes narrow:: You a fleeter?

Joe Manning -> Shane seems like the type who could clash with us, but we could use someone with his skills. And the Deltan ... ::Glances at her:: I'm not sure.

Pher -> Go with it, Doc. I've no aces, but there is a face card in play.

STSF_Nickles -> He said in fleet his main trouble was doing unorthodox flying manuvers.

rosetto -> Was long ago... 15 years next week.

STSF_Nickles -> ::Rosetto::

Joe Manning -> ::Nods at Nickles:: He was Fleet then? That's the sort of thing I need to dig up. Get a few drinks in 'em and squeeze out their life stories.

Sakir -> ::Whistles for a guard:: Get everything they baught ready. ::Turns to them with the two suits they need to change into:: Here, there are bathrooms on the other side of the store.::

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> ::takes that in while giving rosetto the once-over:::

Joe Manning -> I'll call in Pher for background checks later.

STSF_Nickles -> agreed

Dash_Andrews -> Alright... ::takes the suit eyeing the Dock worker patches::

Joe Manning -> ::Nods:: And have fun. ::Smirks at her and heads over to the bar::

Joe Manning -> ::Oops, him::

Pher -> Bathrooms? Oh. They do modesty here? :: amused ::

STSF_Nickles -> The Deltan Is nice to look at and I think she might just be what we need

rosetto -> Which position are you applying for?

Pher -> :: Picks up a suit and goes to change. ::

Joe Manning -> << Last lines >>

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> Engineer. You?

Dash_Andrews -> ::heads to the small single person washroom to don the overalls::

rosetto -> Science... I guess...

STSF_Nickles -> ;:moves back over to the other table:: Joe said all drinks are on him . .. Anyone need a refill? I know I do

Cmdr JFarrington -> Redera> Sounds like anything you can get will do.

Pher -> :: figures the overall will go right over what she's wearing and waves Dash to the bathroom ::

Joe Manning -> PAUSE SIM