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

[Carthrat]

"Weird. I never thought of myself as ruthless at the time," ponders Carthrat. "Just doing what I had to do, y'know? It just became habit, and you get detached from it.."

[Anastasia]

"It's funny how things like that work out," he agrees.

Reaching the ship shortly after as the conversation dies, you do a last minute prep for the arriving dealers. This takes up your time well enough, until your com buzzes. "Mr. Torin?" a staticy voice asks.

[Carthrat]

"That's me," replies Carthrat. "Are you the inspection team?"

[Anastasia]

"Yeah, from the guild," the voice goes on. Normal enough voice, crackled by some odd static. "Want to get this going, Mr. Torin?"

[Carthrat]

"Absolutely," replies Carthrat. "I'll open the hatch for you."

[Anastasia]

"Alright."

With that, the com dies, waiting for you to do said task.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat taps a few buttons. "Well, Nezumi-San, how good a bad accent can you manage?"

[Anastasia]

Tir pokes his head into the cockpit, a bit nonplussed. "I'll stick with my normal voice, thank you very much," he grumbles. "I don't need to sound fresh off the starship."

[Carthrat]

"Bah. You're no fun," notes Carthrat. "Well, you may as well shut up and let me talk, then."

[Anastasia]

"Sure," he agrees, coming in and sitting himself down on one of the chairs in the bridge. As he does so, a short little alien, big headed and gray bodied - that race that got seen publically back in the 50s and has been the base of too much Earth alien BS since - enters, a floating droid with him. "Mr. Torin?" she asks in a slightly raspy voice, explaining the static like sounds from the monitor.

"This is the main control bridge? Could I see one of the consoles?"

[Carthrat]

"Certainly," replies Carthrat, gesturing to the control banks. "Pick anyone you like."

[Anastasia]

Going over and seating herself, the alien pokes away at it, sending a steady stream of comments to the droid, who is recording them. It's mostly technical stuff, with a few comments. "Good armor" "Needs engine touchup", that sort of thing. This goes on for perhaps five minutes, before she's done. "Can I see the interior rooms now?"

[Carthrat]

"Of course," replies Carthrat, gesturing at a nearby hall. "The cargo bay, the living quarters, the workshop, it's all that way."

[Anastasia]

She goes along with you, inspecting each room and making more comments. All are reasonably positive, with no comments of doom. Once finished with that, she nods once to you. "Alright, I'll be back to my boss now. Come down later today and he'll be talking them."

[Carthrat]

"Right," replies Carthrat, checking his watch. "I'll be there."