Well, this is my first real attempt at making up a roleplay story on my own with no inspiration or anything, just going off what our faction is based on. I think its okay for now but a bit short. Expect the rest in a few days once I get my ideas sorted out and typed up. Please if youve got any ideas for me to use PM me with them and Id really appreciate it.
Charles Pancamo you say? said Hatchet
Aye, they say hes one of the best around replied the second in command, Artemis.
Well then, we ought to give him a try flying with us. We do need more than just us two dont we? Hatchet agreed.
Yes, Ill send him a message through his private communications systems to come to the meeting at the time he arranged. Artemis said in a rather bored voice, Neural Net, start blank document as follows.
CommID: Artemis
To: Charles Pancamo
RE: Employment Meeting
Message Begin
Chucky,
Hatchet and I have decided that we are willing to take you on for a few weeks as a minimum just to see if youre all that youre cracked up to be. Ive heard some very good things about you pilot, as well as some rather worrying ones, but I think this will be a good move for us in the end. If you have a ship that you would like to bring for your trial period please feel free to do so. If not we have a spare Manta in the storage area of Sheffield that we can loan out to you while you fly with us.
I look forward to meeting you in person and wish you safe flying,
Artemis of the Private Response Force Partnership
Message End
Send document to specified destination, finished Artemis.
Well I guess we wait and see what happens, mused Hatchet We really cant continue on with the big payouts like the last one without another man helping out. It was just dumb luck, that contract.
Yeah I think so too. said Artemis.
Artemis walked over to the several decimeter thick window plate in the office they were talking in and
looked out upon the planet that Sheffield Station orbited. They were truly doing well Hatchet and himself, but it wouldnt last forever, you couldnt retire on half a million credits. It would be okay for now, thought Artemis.
They could hold on for a few more weeks without him, but what would happen then? They werent nearly as skilled as people cracked them up to be. This would make or break the whole partnership, this Chucky guy. He had better not screw it up and bail on us, thought Artemis.