The Year is 2313 October 24. On space port Luna. Shuttle craft landing.
Verbal sits in a large chair well cushioned chair in first class on a shuttle craft
Shuttle is taxiing waiting to dock…
He is meeting his uncles Beowulf and Sharps for a new business venture. His uncles has suggested that they purchase a freighter as partners and move product to remote locations, for big money.
He is bored with his current job
It’s all in the following text from his uncle Beowulf
Your Uncle Sharps and I are starting a new business venture shipping. Isn’t that GREAT! We would like you to partner up with us on this venture, meet with us as soon as possible, we are at the Luna station. Hurry up so we can pick a ship! You will find us in the MOJOs junkyard station which orbits Luna. See you there
A young woman approaches Verbal, she is young and pretty and dressed in a company uniform, but you’re sure that she looks a little too good for this type of job.
Plastic surgery? Possibly.
“Excuse me sir? We are landing and would like to welcome you to Luna station, United American would like to ensure that your traveling experience was good. We can have your bags shipped to your final destination. Or you can pick them up at turnstile A7.”
“Can they hold my bags until I find a place to stay?”
“Oh yes, sir…I will update your baggage information and send update to PDA” the nice young lady said.
A message appears on Verbals PDA…
DEALER REVIEW: “MOJO Station is a sham! Friend’s ship went super nova before it made it to jump space! NEVER Buy from these guys! Underworld connection to company ownership.”
Shuttle docked and Verbal heads to the taxi booth as fast as possible. Space suite hangs next to the doors in the taxi.
“Where too buddy?” the taxi driver ask
“To MOJO Junkyard… please and step on it.” Verble to the cabby
Verble laughs to himself at the thought of 15 credits per hour for a room. A month ago I would have read this sign and said who would rent a room by the hour, you know it has to be a dump. Now after spending all my money on the Venture, I could hardly afford one hour let alone the company that is almost assumed follow with a room by the hour. I hope that the Venture has clean rooms to sleep in because it is what I will call home for the next few months. The ride also made me a little wiry considering I haven’t seen the ship yet and the message I got made me a little uneasy about the company we are getting the ship from. But honestly who else would give us three the loans, and I am already all in. The question isn’t wither or not to buy the ship, it is how much we are going to have to do to get this hunk of junk running. Which brings another question to mind to my knowledge neither Sharps nor Beowulf can pilot a ship and I sure cant so who is going to fly this junkyard ridden scrap.
Beowulf calls Verbal, “Hey you got to see this thing its perfect! Where you at now”
“I am pulling up now to the MOJO station now"
“Meet me out front and give me the run down before we get with the salesman.
“So gentleman we need to sign some paper work” Pedro pressed the handle and the barge slowly begin to move back toward the sales terminal.
The Taxi pulled up to MOJO Junkyard and Verbal nearly jumped out of it before it stopped.
Verble had put his space suit on, during the ride over.
Beowulf just laughed.
“Welcome to the party Nephew! Well there she is…”
Beowulf points to a rather large freighter with lots of important pieces missing.