10-11-2010, 07:16 AM
Prologue
A lone Conference flies trough Bering system. Alarm starts ringing.
[color=#666600]"Oh damm, what now?!"
Freelancer Wesley Cross strugled to keep the boat under control as more and more systems goes haywire.
"Thank god that those Zoners have a freeport here. Simple mission they said. Big money they said. No problems they said. Just take this crate and bring it to freeport 11.
With docking sequence completed the ship reactor shut down.
"Great now i have to find somebody that can repair this thing."
But it was not done. As soon as Wesley, owner of ship, left the hangar all ship systems turned online again.
A spark of life emerged in depths of ship mainframe. A weak signal sent to control room opened the hangar doors... With loud shriek the ship disapeared in distance...
[color=#666600]"Oh damm, what now?!"
Freelancer Wesley Cross strugled to keep the boat under control as more and more systems goes haywire.
"Thank god that those Zoners have a freeport here. Simple mission they said. Big money they said. No problems they said. Just take this crate and bring it to freeport 11.
With docking sequence completed the ship reactor shut down.
"Great now i have to find somebody that can repair this thing."
But it was not done. As soon as Wesley, owner of ship, left the hangar all ship systems turned online again.
A spark of life emerged in depths of ship mainframe. A weak signal sent to control room opened the hangar doors... With loud shriek the ship disapeared in distance...