Complete. As she was. The lockout bypassed, The ship's engines repaired, Fully functional, and able to finally be worth a damn, The Cincinnati had overcame the odds thanks to the Independent Miners Guild. The last hour, while the crew finished up everything and squaring away loose cargo, Maverick went to his captain's quarters to relay a message to Joshua Hunt. The very moment he stepped through the doorway, He receives a transmission from him. They spoke about The Cincinnati's success in restoring the ship to full potential and that Maverick and crew were to head out to Inverness to survey a potential planet for a little colonization. Maverick and crew wasted not a single second to scope out a place they can finally call home. Maverick also sends a regard thanks while in his quarters to the Guild Master before heading back to the bridge.
"What was that about?" Sylus asked when Maverick returned to the bridge with yet another sleeve of paper in hand. "Seems you're always getting something. Like magic." "Seems Hunt is full of little ditties isn't he?" Maverick replies cheerfully and a cocked smile, waving the note back and forth between two fingers. "We got another batch of orders from him. This time, We're going to Inverness. One of the systems that Congress resides in. Been there a time or two on the snub for code named weaponry." He adds. Sitting down in the fore-seat, pulling out a pack of cigs. Digging one out, placing it between two chapped lips and a goatee, holding out the pack to Sylus while digging out a lighter with his other hand. "Congress? Ain't them the blokes who promised you that captain's chair?" quizickly raises an eyebrow, reaching for a cancer stick that Maverick had outstretched. "Ye-ap. That's them." Lights the cigarette, and extends the lighter to Sylus. "Maybe I can pull some of my own strings." says Maverick, while Sylus lights his stick, taking a few hits and a drag before pulling it away with two fingers. "Time to go gents. Ganes, Get on the comms and Tell The Artemis they're going with us. We got everything nailed down?"
Stevens reports to decks for situation reports, All check in according, 1 through nine and the go is given to depart. Ganes confirms plans with the AWACS Corvo that escorted the Cincinnati and they leave Singapore Shipyard in Tau-44, for their new waypoint. The trip doesn't take long from Tau-44. Taking some back ways through Baffin and into Cortez. Right next to Liberty's space of California, and into Inverness. They first arrive within an orange/purple nebula of rocks and Asteroids. As if it was the first one they'd ever been in... It's no surprise. There's always Nebulas with large looming rocks. Engaging in cruise engines, the two ships head to a station that He'd been to before. Good ol' Junkyard, situated just behind the planet that resides behind Invergordon Space Port. "That planet there. That's the first place to start. We'll sweep around the system. Take notes of temperatures, Gravitational pulls, and any life-forms. Try to get atmospheric content and densities if possible. Wills, Ganes, Keep in contact with the AWACS and see if Ivan can help from his side." "Aye, Mav."
They scoured around looking for the right place. Each planet and lump of rock with a decently available habitat for colonization. They surveyed the moons. The clouds and nebula's. They scanned wildlife and composition. Everything within the system.
before finally resting on their target. Planet Forres. A small, hot, water driven world with various lifeforms planetside.
This was it. This was the one. Liveable in the poles where the temperature was the least harsh and not as smothering. "Artemis confirms readings. This planet here is the one most habitable by us. We should inform Hunt." Ganes says from the corner. Maverick nods and looks at Sylus. Motioning him to come with. Just before they head off the bridge. A random system wide Burst transmission comes along from someone within the system. One of the Congressman had been monitoring their probes and radar and noticed them come in. Maverick and the Congressman, which was named Mr. Wheat to everyone with a badge, but Rico to others, about their findings and purposes within the System. Maverick couldn't pull no punches here and be honest with the Congress Junkers. Seems the Congress themselves are also a tad shady. Having Black Market munitions, slaves, Drugs all imported and exported from the system. May as well come clean. As such, Rico came to terms with letting the group use their stations under one condition. If anyone came looking, they didn't know each other. Fair enough. Rico said his goodbyes to the crew and Artemis. Now was the perfect time to moore to Invergordon and get in contact with Aegis.