>Woof has joined Mira, Jac and Lessa in Sickbay.

"Hey, look at that!" he says, indicating the creatures and their 
antics.  He approaches slowly, and puts his hand into the mixture, looking 
to pet one of them.  He has a smile on his face.

>Arvitis projects the image of Serbia on the screens of the consoles
>around the ship. And sends out a comm, "Take a look everyone."
>
>Serbia is a ball of greens, browns and blues. There are few lights
>on the dark side, and only a few communication satellites in
>orbit around the planet. There is a map with the picture showing the
>Starport, in the northern hemisphere, and it will be for another
>four ,or so, hours. The final approach and landing should only take
>a couple of hours, so you'll have a little time before dark after
>you land.

"Looks just like it did last time I was here," Woof says.  He will update 
the data disks he had been keeping when he gets a chance.

>The landing is smooth on the flat tarmac. After directions are
>given, Ricardo taxis the ship over to a grassy field near the tarmac
>and parks the ship. You all note that all of the small Port's berths
>are occupied. The Blue Rain is in one, a 200 tonner is in another,
>and a larger one, probably 400 tons is in the third. The ship you
>were following is the 200 ton ship.
>
>The sensors show the gravity outside is 1.12 g, the atmosphere is
>1.3 sap and the temperature is 18 degrees C.  You receive a message
>from the Port Captain saying he will be coming over to greet and
>inspect your papers in about 20 minutes and there are also 2 brokers
>already at the port waiting to talk to you about your cargo.

OOC:  Did they make more space for them?  I thought they were full...

Woof