Kreggan Moore and Sledge McLeod lounged comfortably side by side on the couch in the crew's lounge of the warship, their new home. Their new captain, Rae Jerrol Menelas stood before them laying out the plans he had been crafting for the ship's premiere cruise.
"We will make our way to Omega 15. There is a Bounty Hunter station there and an on-going feud with the Hessians. You both know why I want Hessian blood but let me bring it home for you. Each Hessian pilot we apprehend means 7000 credits delivered to Deshima Station, Shikoku. We will run missions until we get a full hold then run them down to Kusari Space for a lucrative payday. Ship holds 400... do the math. Not bad for the work, long as we don't run into anything larger than we are. I took on several flights of fighters solo enroute to Houston. They are no match for our firepower."
"Sounds like a good way to bust this bird's cherry to me, cap'n. When do we sail?" It was Sledge. He nodded, no surprises there. He knew Sledge would go for it... knew him well enough to know he was always up for a fight, but what of his new engineer?
"What do you think Kreggan?" He wanted to make sure his crew were all onboard in every aspect.
"Well, she's a sound enough vessel, Rage... er, cap'n. Fine shield, good weapons. I would recommend upgrade to a Cheetah Thruster whenever, but she should weather any storm the Hessians can conjure... yeah... I think everything looks good. Let's do this thing."
"Good. We set sail tomorrow morning, make sure you have all your personals you'll need for the next year or two onboard and stowed by 0800."
"Roger that," they chimed in near unison as they sprang to their feet. Rage shook the hand of each in turn as they left and went back to the work of updating his starcharts. It would be a long cruise and he wanted the surprises trimmed down to a bare minimum.