The Rock of Opportunity

[Mr. Lime]

Mr. Lime and friends were hanging around near Galileo when they came upon a few Freelancers hastily evacuating a base after the big Platinum rush died down. That might have been the end of it, but Lime knew... people. People very interested in infrastructure. They didn't know him, but a man of his trade was all about making that kind of contact.

They didn't have to wait long for who they were looking for.

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The cell had not been coaxed easily, but they were listening. It wasn't long before they were sold on Lime's plan and operations began in earnest. The refinery was given a kick and shunted to the lowest gear; it was unlikely to see use at its destination, but Lime had recruited wanted to pick up a few easy credits before the base was in its new location. Thanks to this, he was even able to get a few of his friends situated on the workforce before the move could kick off. After the Platinum rush, jobs had dried up, they'd take what they could get.

This wasn't free to Lime. His hold full of relic weaponry his crew had painstakingly excavated from a stash in the Sigmas would find a good home in the armories of his newfound friends, but he had his foot in the door and a deal very advantageous towards the cell in question. He could only hope their good word carried any amount of weight in the greater movement, but he doubted it.

Boulder Depot would begin moving within days of the drop-off. The Calico's refitted hold gave it room for the small stuff, and the big stuff was to be given a tow, on a beeline to the Jump Hole. The Ohio battlegroup and the Lehigh flotilla to the North had thus far failed to detect Boulder, and if this went without a hitch, they never would.