Bruce Johnson wrote:

>  On Monday, September 27, 2004, at 06:00 PM, Eris Reddoch wrote:
>
> > Bruce Johnson wrote:
> >
> >> On Sep 26, 2004, at 5:46 PM, Eris Reddoch wrote:
> >>
> >>> The ship lands on Serbia and as directed Ricardo taxies it over
> >>> onto the grassy verge of the tarmac and parks it.
> >>>
> >>> Twenty minutes later those on the bridge see an older man
> >>> dressed in a garish shirt and shorts walking briskly toward the
> >>> ship. He bounds up the gangway in a spritely fashion and rings
> >>> the buzzer.
> >>>
> >>> "Port Captain Paul Mitwell requesting permission to board."
> >>
> >> Ricardo comes to the lock, and opens it. "Come on in, Captain!"
> >> He grins and offers his hand. Presumably Ricardo's in normal
> >> Shipwear, so garish shirt, cutoff cargo pants and flipflops.
> >
> > OOC: Not wearing the natty uniform that Mira picked out for you?
> > 
> >
> > Mitwell smiles and takes Ricardo's hand in a firm grip, "Welcome to
> > Serbia, Captain! It's good to meet you."
> >
> > Stepping back slightly he looks Ricardo up and down and asks, "And
> > I would hazard I'm meeting another member of the Scout Service?"
>
>  "Yep. Explo and Forward Recon. They finally got rid of me after the
>  war. Bummed around, inherited a starship from a relative I didn't
>  know I had, along with a bunch of relatives I didn't know I had, and
>  they elected me captain while I was out on a beer run. And here I am.
>
>  "Welcome to the damned fine ship 'Mae Lee', Cap!"

"Pleased to be aboard." Mitwell repiles grinning, "You really lucked out 
inheriting a big ship like this. I'd have given my eye teeth to have 
even a little hundred tonner like that one that came in a couple hours 
before you did."

He looks around and adds, "Well, I guess you lucked out. Having a big 
ship is probably a lot more responsibility than having a little one. 
With a little one you can just go where you want, but big ships like 
these have to be a very expensive maintain and operate, so you have to 
go where the profits are, right?"

"Speaking of that." he grins, "What brings you to Serbia?"

He holds up his hands and waves them, "Not that we aren't glad to have 
the port traffic, but thousand tonners are as rare here as feathers on a 
poni."

Eris
AKU GM