Carthrat's journey into space - Round 3! Heaven or Hell!

[Carthrat]

"Yeah, I'll take a look," replies Carthrat, glancing about the thing. "Hmm. How many credits for a bank of swarm missiles?"

[Anastasia]

"Couple thousand," he shrugs. "I'll give you a break on 'em if you'll take this off of my hands," he sighs. "Between being stripped down and customs getting a tip I had this thing, I haven't been able to do shit with it."

[Carthrat]

"Yeah. You'll have a bounty on your head before you can blink," replies Carthrat, walking towards the ship.

[Anastasia]

Going to the hatch, "The entry code is 5329245, but you can change that in the internal computers," he notes, punching in said code as the door swishes open. "Up that way," he says, pointing to the nose of the ship, "Is the bridge, galley, quarters and small storage." Pointing the other way, "Ove there is space access, large storage, engine access and weapon bay access."

Not that you can see any of it, mind. This is just an entry room, with another door in front of you before you can go in, unpainted metal walls gleaming at you with dim but pleasant lights coming from the ceiling.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat carefully goes throughout the whole ship, checking over this and that.

"This is pretty decent. Load her up with some food, while you're at it. I can trust you to take care of details, right? I'll reimburse you before we leave."

[Anastasia]

"Yeah," he nods. The interior leads to a main hallway, with branching off areas leading ot each. Pretty typical, actually, the unpainted walls and ceiling lights being a fixture. The bridge is a three seater job, with a main seat and two other ones, on each side of the main seat. Along with the needed control panels and screens being projected right in front of the seats, it's a nice setup - totally sensor based.

The galley is nice enough, with a decent kitchen area and space. There are four living quarters room, each with four bunks. Plain, simple mattresses, really, the guide stopping here. "The quarters can also have access codes," he notes, showing you a panel by each door. "They aren't on right now, but if you need privacy..."

[Carthrat]

"I get the idea," replies Carthrat, glancing about. "It all seems to be in order, I guess. You've got the details for my ship, right? We've still got some stuff to move, so if you'll wait to grab it just before we leave?"

[Anastasia]

After a moment, he nods. "We can trade master command codes then," he decides. "So neither of can try anything...just in case," he says with a worn smile. "Just in case."

[Carthrat]

Carthrat rattles off a series of letters and digits. "I'm guessing you'll want to change them. I've already got some hacking software installed on the core, so that shouldn't be a problem."

[Anastasia]

Nodding, "Right. Alright, then, let's get things going. The credits for the upgrades..." On beginning at that, the rough nuts and bolts of getting things together begins. It takes a bit to straighten everything out, and costs you about three thousand credits. But it's done in a few hours - finally, a ship to call your own.

[Carthrat]

"Great. I'll need it in 24 hours," says Carthrat, checking his current C-Card balance. "Get it all prepped by then," he finishes, turning to walk back to Tir.

[Anastasia]

Meeting Tir outside of the dealer's office, he eyes you. "Find anything," he asks bluntly, "And how many of my credits did you blow?"

[Carthrat]

"Got ourselves a Hyperion," replies Carthrat. "Three thousand credits for missiles and supplies and crap. Worth it, eh?" he says, tossing the card back to Tir.

[Anastasia]

"Damn," he notes mildly, catching the card. "What model and make?"

[Carthrat]

"H-341," replies Carthrat. "He says it's a Star Cruiser. Damned overdramatic names.

I gotta buy me some guns, Tir. Those clunky plasma things are too damn big."