It had been some time since the maiden voyage of the Disaster was successful, the ship handled as expected
with very few issues. Though as time had passed, wear and tear had certainly taken its toll.
Hank, Lord Moka's right hand man, often commanded the dreadnaught and discovered that various compartments
had become rather damaged. As instructed by the Lord, Hank organized the repair of the UD in good fashion.
"No Thumbs Freddy and Jo, go and collect 100,000 tonnes of Reinforced Alloy from the Junkers, we need to get this
ship back in good working order pronto! Make sure you sign the manifests and deliver them here to ensure we take
account of how much is being brought in. MOVE IT!"
*The screen flickers into action, a girl just coming out of an access conduit appears* I find it interesting that I get this message when I'm right in the middle of repairing my own ship... but eh, I'll get right on it, Just as soon as Frank gets off his lazy rear and gets me those damn POWER CONVERTERS!! *The girl suddenly shouts, looking to her left, just off screen.* Anyway, the Crazy Train will be hauling in no time Hank. Tell the Boss I said hi and that I still have that case of single Malt he asked for.
Carpenter, out. *The screen fades out, leaving a dead signal*