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The Book of Piracy - Binski - 02-05-2019

Antares was aboard the Argo's bridge. The ship had been fairly inactive for the past year, and he'd been spending most of his time aboard an old Salvager. He'd gotten a little old for the pirate's life, but it wasn't totally beyond him. Yet even he couldn't argue that it was more profitable to haul scrap. It always was, but when you're bones ache, its ever more about the cost to your self.

The ship was in a docking bay at Freeport 2. The station now being totally independent gave people like himself the easy ability to make use of the station for just about any purpose. The scrap runs were fairly routine compared to piracy of the old days. It gave him time to think. Time to lay it all out.

With that thought, after his routine systems check was finished, he slowly made his way off the Pelican's loading ramp, and over across to the corrdor from the landing bay to a docking port. There, an old Salvager he'd been lurking in was moored.

The scrap trade was the same as always. And not as bad as you think once you know your way around the scrap fields, and the core systems themselves. Antares was a survivor. Figuring out how to stay afloat was a reflex at this point.

As he stepped through the hatch to the Salvager and made his way up to the bridge, he looked about the corridors and at the crew. Ragtags as always, but Junker bases and even the Freeports were never short of young blood looking for some adventure. Lucky for the old men.

He gave some orders to the crew and made his way to an office adjacent to the bridge that was a captain's ready room. He mostly let the crew do its thing. Just about everything was automated these days anyways. Takes some of the fun out of it, but it did free up time. He lit up his pipe after taking a puff, set it on his desk, and took off his leather bomber jacket to hang it up behind his desk.

He sat down and settled in, and stretched out to put his feet up. "Computer, begin recording dictation: The Book of Piracy, by Captain Antares..."


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Antares had fallen asleep in his chair. He had spent hours dictating to the computer. Auto editing. Smoking his pipe. He'd gotten more done that he'd anticipated. He figured he might as well send a first version to the 3D printer and give a nice old fashioned book style to it. It would make a great addition to just about any Sirian Pirate's mantle. All it will need is a leather bounding and Skull&Crossbones seal, and this book on piracy would be complete.

Then, just maybe, the time would come to dump it on the Neural Net, and roast a few marshmallows on the heat from the flames.

He smiled as he mused about the possiblity. He leaned forward as he awoke. Stared at the file for a moment, then at the keyboard, and finally hit the transmit button. A trade is a trade he thought to himself, might as well help keep it alive...