>One hundred sixty four hours after entering jump Arvitis comms Ricardo 
>from the Bridge, "Hey, boss! We're going to break out real soon now. You 
>and Shawn ought to get up here."

Shawn made his way up and strapped in.

>An hour and a bit later, the ship drops out of jump space. Even before 
>the brief nausea passes the alarms start to go off!
>
>"Urp!" Arvitis is still struggling with the nausea, but he's trying to 
>focus, "We've got a contact at 189 by 83....range, 74,000 klicks dang 
>that was close!"

Shawn hit the all hands switch.

"We have a contact right in our lap. Gunners to station, engineering stand by for maneuvering!"

>"Um, Ricky, I'm not getting a transponder signal from that bogy." 
>Arvitis says, "And it's not...um,...it's a ship, I think, but it's not 
>maneuvering. It's just drifting."
>
>Over the comm system you can hear the steady tone of the planetary 
>signal on the standard channel. Local data is streaming in from the 
>planet on the channel with the standard homing beckon. You are also 
>picking up a a number of transponder signals coming from ships flying 
>through the system, but all of them are millions of kilometers away.

OOC: Was this the system the /Santiago/ jumped too? Without a transponder, it is too far out to be seen from in system?

Shawn ploted a course to the ship and estimated time to arrival if they went that way.

Shawn