Right! The fuel scoop - I almost fer'got about mentionin' that lil' detail.
So, good news an' bad news. Bad news is, the Pilgrim's mass is so large that tryin'ta scoop off'a gas giants might result in the ship gettin' too caught up in the planet's gravity well, even with a scoop on the bottom've the vessel.
The good news is, I managed'ta rig the bottom half've the front hull'ta suck up the gases 'ya find in nebulae. It may not be too efficient, since only certain nebulae around Sirius'r gonna have fuel-worthy gases. Yer best bet's gonna be the Sigma and Kusarian nebulae, bein' that the engines'r primarily hungry fer H-Fuel. But, free fuel here an' there's free fuel, right?
Sorry it took so long, but this was a big job - Literally! I'm hopin' that Pilgrim's to yer likin', Tawrn. She's waitin' for 'ya within' Vieques' dockyard in Puerto Rico. The dockmaster's been notified, so 'ya shouldn' have any trouble gettin' the access codes. The last thing needed would be'ta let the dock workers know what sort've weapon arrangements yer lookin' fer, which'd only take about half a day'ta sort out.
I should probably let'cha know that with this project wrapped up, I'm about to step out've the Junker's Congress an' find my own way in the galaxy. If 'ya need maintenance later down the line, 'ya might not reach me unless 'ya copy me directly. Even still, I'd kinda like'ta distance myself from Junker life in general. Not that there's bad blood involved; I jus' find myself wantin'ta do things more straight an' narrow, if 'ya get me.
Anyways, I hope 'ya have a swell time with yer refurbished Pilgrim, Mister Tawrn! It's been a pleasure workin' on it.