The convoy of IMG, ALG Escort, and Colonial Mover, escorted by the BHG were forced to take a break after the Gateway base near Curacao had some technical problems with its shielding after an ion storm. In this story, the Falling Teardrop hit the base hull, damaging the docking platform lightly. The repairs would take a few hours.
It was decided, that the crews would dock at Planet Curacao, spend one night there, and then unload their cargo consisting of Industrial Material tomorrow at early morning.
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Julia was grumpy. The Teardrop would need some repairs, the ion storm had damaed some electronics and the light fighter had annoyed her. The dry dock at the Spaceport of Curacao would have what was needed for repairs, but still...
"Grrrrrml.... alright! We take that repair break here and wait. Yes.. I'll contact Jack Henderson about quarters here and... now... yes. Now... y-e-s..." she replied more and more annoyed, until they finally had landed their spaceship, instructed the repair crews and had boarded some planetary shuttle together.
After they esacped the busy spaceport, they soon entered the real Curacao and saw where they were headed. Their nav system had already locked onto their destination that had been organised in a hurry. "What the... f........ hell.... this is.... where we'll stay? Oh my... damn cool! I hope you brought your sunglasses, boys and girls!"she exclaims excitedly when looking out of the window.