Carth's magical adventure, ROUND TWO, MOTHERFUCKERS!

[Anastasia]

"It's alright," she nods. "You're doing your best...and we'll get past this, I'm sure." Rachel gets up then, taking her soup and tossing it away. "Have you gone to the control room yet?"

[Carthrat]

"No," replies Carthrat. "I'd better, hadn't I? Wouldn't do for us to get taken by surprise.."

Carthrat drifts across to the control room, wishing that she could go somewhere far away where there were no troubles..

[Anastasia]

The ship's auto pilot is doing a fine course of steering you, and resetting it to go to Paxis is a simple matter. It will take two weeks to get there...

[Carthrat]

Carthrat stretches, and leans back in the chair.

Nothing to do now but wait.. keeping her body in top physical condition with the occasional bout with Tir. That sounded good.

[Anastasia]

The first few days pass by well as can be expected, really. But by about the fourth day, a bit of boredom and cabin fever have hit all three of you. Sitting on your cots, Tir stares out into space and his own thoughts, while Rachel rests, leaving you by your lonesome.

[Carthrat]

"Hey. Tir. Got any money?" asks Carthrat, quizically.

[Anastasia]

Blinking away from his mental daydreams, "Yeah, some. I collected a few old debts before we left, so I'm pretty well off. At least for right now."

He peers at you intently. "What's going on in that mind of yours, Rat?"

[Carthrat]

"Docking fees," replies Carthrat, blandly. "It'd be real embarrasing to go all this way and then not be allowed to dock.

Since we're selling the ship after that, anyway. it doesn't really matter how much you have. This is a good model. We should be able to get a couple million on this, easily. Maybe more, if I remember anything about trading."

[Anastasia]

"Yeah, I can manage docking fees," he nods. "Though, we'll have to sell the ship borderline black market since it's still registered and set up to the Slicing Gale."

[Carthrat]

Carthrat nods. "That's where we'll be buying our ship, too. I don't want to leave a paper trail, and I should be able to buy something decent.

Hopefully I'll be able to get something of a crew together, too. Only two people on board a ship able to really control it isn't enough if we're on the run like this."

[Anastasia]

He nods, then sighs. "You know, I'm probably on the Gale's shitlist now, too. THANKS, Carthrat," he complains loudly, annoyed.

[Carthrat]

"You could run, y'know," notes Carthrat, dryly. "They won't bother chasing you if you're too difficult to find, and they won't look you up in their backlogs again unless you antagonize them once more."

[Anastasia]

After another moment of grumbling, "Yeah, I could. Or hell, I could get captured and just let Soul Eater wipe the bastards from the face of this existance," Idly, he raises his metallic gloved hand, inspecting it.

"But...I don't have the heart to abandon a drowning rodent," he snorts, annoying playing on your name.

[Carthrat]

"If you do that, Rachel will eat your balls," notes Carthrat, blandly.

[Anastasia]

Now that gets a ribald laugh from Tir. "Bah...she got spooked by the Rune. It's not that uncommon, Rat."