Parental Advisory: Vector Thrust Session 2a - "Great Leap Sideways" Alex Goodwin (30 May 2020 11:48 UTC)
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Re: [TML] Parental Advisory: Vector Thrust Session 2a - "Great Leap Sideways"
Thomas RUX
(30 May 2020 13:51 UTC)
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Parental Advisory: Vector Thrust Session 2a - "Great Leap Sideways" Alex Goodwin 30 May 2020 11:48 UTC
I'm experimenting with breaking out the session reports into two parts, as we're getting more familiar with the rules and more is getting done within a given time. Previously, the crew had been contracted by one of Badass-Moustache's old partners-in-crime (Captain Derryn Dodgie, RN, the _white_ sheep of the Dodgie family) to go have a look-see behind the Vilani border and field-test collapsible tankage. By the time they lobbed back at their berth on Phoenix Orbital three days later (the Champs-Élysées and surrounds weren't exactly sorry to see the PCs sod off), 15 displacement tons of spec cargo awaited them in three lots (I didn't fudge the amounts, it just came out that way to precisely match the cargo space available with unfolded tanks), along with a loading order for 40 dton of refined fuel (per the GT:IW writeup, Terra's ports are collectively class A, so it's refined fuel or get out and push) and just under a dton of collapsed fuel tankage. It was prototype kit, packed to withstand the handling those ruffians, scoundrels and talkers-in-the-theatre that make up the Scouts would inflict upon it, thus it only expanded out to 40 dton. Drake pounced on the fuel loading order like a starving chihuahua setting upon a pork chop, leaving Nikki to groan in worried anticipation as Badass-Moustache started sorting out getting cargo aboard. 6 dton of assorted pharmaceuticals, 6 dton of small arms, and 3 dton of radioactives weren't completely trivial to load, but In Moustache We Trust. (Drake discreetly checked the cargo loading a bit later). Drake Milford being Drake Milford, he DID actually consider going into Vilani space via Barnard, Aggida, Nusku, Apishal et al. For about a tenth of a second. Sneaky buggers was _far_ more appealing, thus Das Boot would be crossing into the Ziru Sirka via Sirius and then probably Markhashi, or Illike at a pinch. With all cargo, fuel and lunatics duly verified to be aboard, the flight out of Phoenix Orbital's traffic pattern was routine, as was the outbound jump to Junction. After emergence, however, it seems that El Capitane was still somewhat of an um...celebrity. Junction Highport kept a rather close and jaundiced eye on Das Boot as it flew a precision-welded approach - the senior traffic controller on that shift would later swear Captain Milford was messing with her head. He was actually letting Rosa fly the approach because it worked out cheaper for him personally. Presenting a duly-authorised-and-countersigned UNNF fuel chit caused much WTF? ("Did he steal it?") in the highport admin. The fuel chief was rather disappointed to find out that the matching half of said fuel chit had arrived four days earlier and matched up in all respects, along with a letter from one Captain Dodgie, RN, explaining the situation and kindly requesting recto-cerebral extraction to speed the Paradise upon its way. Thus was Das Boot duly fueled and on its way, with another fine establishment not exactly sorry to see the back of the PCs. Is it just me seeing a theme here? In diametric contrast, no one said boo at the 80 ton fuel chit being presented at Procyon. The most comment it generated was "Fuel boys will be three, maybe four, hours, Captain." Badass-Moustache and Nikki took that time to unload the cargo, unfold the collapsible tanks and then reload the cargo to make getting at the loaded tanks easier while in Jump. When the fuel boys graced the Paradise's berth with their august presence, Nikki managed to critfail the fuel transfer and 20 dton of protium got loose. Enter El Capitane, who in a load of bollocks again worthy of the House of Commons, managed to convince the fuel gang it was their stuffup, so they had to make the shortfall good. Again with cargo, fuel and lunatics duly verified to be aboard, Das Boot flew a precision-welded departure, cleared out past the 100D limit, spooled its jump drive and jumped out to Sirius (which, as at 2124, is not known to have any permanent or temporary inhabitants, nor a port. I believe that results in a UWP of X000000-0). Herr Sweep's take on spinning up the jump drive: https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/612927701258469378/716197527371776071/CAT-TREADMILL.gif --