Sharda sends out messages to Killian & Sons, Brown Brokers and Robert
Solasksi about the freight being delivered. She and Sasha
can look into selling the construction equipment the crew bought,
but first they need to see to delivering the freight that was
entrusted to them....and Sasha will need to field the visit from
the local officials, he wonders if on this planet they *expect*
bribes like on Glisten.
The Vilani seeks out Sasha, wanting to be present when the officials come
to call.
Sharda is still on the bridge fielding calls and glancing at the
readouts on various sensors while Krikor does most of the work of
shutting the systems down. She notices a ground car leave the Terminal
building and start toward the ship...officials most likely.
"Looks like we have company coming, Sharda," Krikor says finally standing up
and removing the piloting ear bug and replacing it with his perscom. He
stretches. "You'll come with? You have a lot more tact than I do," he
grins.
The owners of the freight have already called back to arrange for final
delivery of their goods.
Killian & Sons will arrange for local stevedores to unload their cargo
tomorrow morning.
Mr. Brown of Brown Brokers called to say that he would arrange for the
locals to unload the day after tomorrow, but if you agree deliver his
freight to him at Parlek Port he will pay an extra 2,000 cr.
Krikor checks his manifest for how much cargo that would be. If a
reasonable amount (i.e. can fit it into an air raft trip or two), he will
agree.
Parlek Port is a combination sea, air, space port that serves the Parlek
Republic. The Parlek Republic owns a very large portion of the northern
continent...most of its land is too cold and dry for settlement, but
large farms, plantations and ranches make up the sections closest to the
southern coast.
You haven't heard Robert Solasksi, but as the ground vehicle starts
toward the ship a call from him comes in....
Krikor beats Sharda to it and takes it on his personal comm. "'Allo,
Princess Bride here. May I help you?"
