Due to the congestion at Phoenix Orbital, Badass Badass-Moustache chased
up lighterage and asked Drake to boost to Luna to transfer cargo there.

"We have a home - and are driving it" - El Capitane

Old Joe chased up a buyer at Kaufman for the industrial metals, getting
900 kilosolars for his efforts.

While Old Joe wheeled and dealed, Nikki sodded off to Terra to flog the
spices and chase up more vacc suits (Inn-sewer-ants required 20 skin
suits aboard - Joe, Curly and Nikki wanted hazardous-environment suits
on top of that).

This patch was to go on the suits (exactly where, I didn't record in my
notes):

https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/612927701258469378/767687256848728104/Butchers_Paradise.jpg

Nikki managed to critically-flub the search for a buyer, ending up 50
kilosolars poorer.  Found a buyer for the spices offering 158 kilosolars
- she turned that one down without incident.  The suit order totaled
170,400 solars.

BA-M got antsy about 5 wasted days - the clock was ticking on that cargo.

Nikki caught a shuttle to Luna and rejoined Das Boot, which then
proceeded to proceed to Junction after 2k worth of fees.

The jump was routine - El Capitane polished up Bilanidin 0 (via Curly),
but mucked up Broker 0 (despite Nikki).

Upon emergence, they managed to garble the flight plan but land ok. 
Between paperwork snarl and Curly flubbing the initial departure
attempt, they lifted 26 k poorer (22k fuel + fees, 4k fines) with 10
days to get to Procyon.

Joe channeled Foul Ole Ron (BUGGRIT! MILLENNIUM HAND AND SHRIMP! GIVE
'EM THE WRONG END OF A RAGMAN'S TRUMPET I WILL!) and flew the departure
in lieu of Curly.

All three jump rolls critically succeeded - the players got the
impression Junction trafcon was very happy to see the back of them.

Herr Sweep made the following mods to the annotated floorplan of Das Boot:

https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/612927701258469378/767698125720649758/shiip2.jpg

Procyon emergence was bang on the money - within a ship length of exit
point, and 10 seconds of the full week.  2 days to go (accounting for
boost time to Junction's 100D).

Old Joe filed flightplan properly, but Curly had apparently gotten
bored.  The approach flight was the most interesting segment of the
entire trip from Junction lift to Procyon touchdown.

"Today, you're a brick on the wind." - Nikki

"Why is the ground blue?" - El Capitane

"The ground is not supposed to approach the _roof_, Curly." - Joe

A partial thrust failure, a sev 1 crit to the powerplant (due to
tumble), 2 TEUs breaking loose in the hold due to the tumble, and Nikki
got zapped (6 electrical damage, post HEV suit) on the way down.

Curly fought his way through the tumble, as Old Joe tried to sandstorm
it to engineering - and bounced off a bulkhead.  (approx 0:10
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y6120QOlsfU for a visual aide memoire).

El Capitane dusted off the next episode of Crouching Moron, Hidden
Badass as he organised everyone and got on the blower to declare an
emergency.

Bert snarked about whether the baked potatoes were ready.

Joe picked himself out of the bulkhead and tried again - making more
progress.

"This is mighty dangerous" - Eddles

"Then let's... _get_... *dangerous*!" - Wombat

*Pissing themselves laughing* - Everyone else

With the great Darkwing Duck thus propitiated, Curly managed to recover
the tumble.  The 6 tons of containerised cargo in the two loose TEUs was
so much scrap (as Joe found out en-route to engineering).

When Old Joe reached engineering, he found Nikki banged up but otherwise
ok - no concussion, internal bleeding, broken bones, or light sunburn.

After Curly's Wild Ride, the landing was routine.

"Oh bugger, *YOU* lot" - Procyon CFR chief

El Capitane and Nikki started work on the insurance claim, while Joe
started unloading the undamaged cargo.  After he'd flubbed one too many
forms, Nikki kicked Drake off the ship and told him to chase up
payment.  172,800 solars helped cover a few sins.

A cargo forwarder turned up, chasing the busted cargo.  Old Joe shot his
mouth off enough to kill any hope of plausible deniability.

The forwarder headed off, not happy to have to deal with customer.

While they waited for the cargo insurance paperwork to go through, Old
Joe patched up the the powerplant and residual J-drive crits (after
amping up), with 0.4 tons of parts.  Bert amused himself treating
Nikki's electrical burns.

Despite El Capitane's "help", at the vice-admiralty court sitting, Nikki
managed to successfully argue general average.

"Where'd the blank ream of paper come from?" - Nikki

"Paper jam." - El Capitane.

It took two weeks to exhaust the insurance company's pillocky.  At the
end of that, Nikki put in for (and gained) her limited master's ticket.

"Jesus, Nikki, what DON'T you do aboard your ship?" - examiner at
Procyon testing centre to Nikki who was there last time.

Curly put in for (and failed) his pilot's ticket.

Total of 12,500 solars for the two tests (pilot being 2500), and the
game had been running two in-game years.

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