The Annic Nova needs to berth at the highport (it’s unstreamlined, except for its pinnaces – and Regina COACC is not inclined to allow them planetside). The Annic Nova is small but has no landing gear, so she can’t berth inside a bay; she needs a hangar cradle, but she’s of a nonstandard design, so Berthing will need to get their vac monkeys to configure one specially.
SpA Ship Services Directorate officer
She is overworked, harassed, absent-minded, but doing her best to get the job done.
o “I’ll ask Berthing for their boat jockeys to tug you in.”
o “I’ll contact Berthing, get their vac monkeys to give us a quote.”
o “You know, I really envy you free trader types; got a ship, can go anywhere you want – now you’ve got two o’them! Hmph! Don’t suppose you could spare one?”
A large, muscular, middle-aged man; constantly looks over the top of your head. Has an insincere smile; he knows he holds all the cards.
o “Weeellll, a ship that size, that configuration, that … shape? I dunno, we’ll have to secure her with spidercables first, to make sure she don’t go bumping around out there, and then we’ll have to take careful measurements, put together a custom rig… Could take a while. And it’ll cost yer.”
o “We don’t want to make any mistakes, do we now? That wouldn’t look good for the Directorate at all, important ship like this, all the interest there is in it.”
A crowd of bystanders gathers at nearby viewing ports & the nearest airlock, which becomes a scrum – wanting to buy the crew drinks, buy souvenirs / a guided tour; one entrepreneur wants to buy shares in the ship and go into business together, turn it into an attraction, ‘the Ghost Ship’; B is pulled to one side by a news team & is telling them all about Presley’s reaction.
A large, earnest, sweaty man. Wears a shiny suit, carries an attaché case, talks very fast.
o “Hello, my name is Afflin Gelb, here is my card. Entrepreneur and author of a dozen start-ups subsector-wide. I wondered if you had considered the long-term benefits of running ship like this, oh sure she can haul cargo, but … think outside the box! Imagine, something we could promote across the quadrant and beyond – ‘The Ghost Ship! It came from we know not where, its deathly cargo already a killer to its crew!’ I haven’t got the particulars worked out yet, of course, that’s just off the top of my head. We could take her from system to system, you see – a travelling museum! I have experience in promotion of course and contacts across a dozen systems. For shares in the ship, or an equal share of the profits…”
o “I have bona fides from scores of clients; here, let me comm them to you…”
The ISS & university teams beg the PCs not to allow this; the ship is under the legal jurisdiction of the SpA but entrusted to care & responsibility of the party – it’s a grey area to make sure the authorities have their backs covered.
Two teams of a dozen or so nerdy types; earnest, ambitious, excited, bossy.
o “Please! You must declare a total moratorium on visits to the ship – think of the implications! All that data which could be lost – souvenir hunters grabbing whatever they fancied, tramping all over a valuable alien artefact!”
o “We can’t allow this valuable artefact to fall into the wrong hands!”
The sophontology team from the 6 Sisters includes a certain Sidell Nuri…
Respectable, snooty, convinced of his own worth; cares for nothing and no one but his research and would go as far as necessary to safeguard it against anyone who got in its way. Hates Sar with a vengeance.
o “You!!! Again!!!”
o “If it wasn’t for the funding I wouldn’t even be here; I need to be out in the field, not poking round some dusty old ghost ship!”