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== Tossing the bodies == | == Tossing the bodies == | ||
{{Louis}}: We are now officially a charter passenger craft. Well, I suppose the craft has always been that, but now I'm "Ham", and I have dead bodies on our ship. As tempting as having fresh human flesh on hand is- the West serum gives me an incredible hunger- we need to dispose of them before docking. Spacing them is tempting, as it's big and it's easy to lose things, but we're on major shipping lanes and the odds of the ejection getting spotted are too high. We need them to never be found. Which, no problem there- we've got a cthonic engine. I toss the bodies to our captured demon and voila, problem solved. | |||
== Escort Terminal == | == Escort Terminal == | ||
{{Louis}}: Ham's next stop, fortunately for us, is the station we want to visit on behalf of the CIA. Which, saying that out loud makes me wonder: is our handler really the CIA? John seems convinced, but am I convinced that John is even CIA? I have no idea. Are we working to stop a coup, or tricked into doing something else? Well, it's better than supervising a pile of living post-docs who think they're the smartest things ever shat out. Where was I? Oh yes, we'd docked and needed to make our preparation to depart. Ham had to make a trade with Zolotov- drugs. It both maintains our cover and keeps us moving to the next leg of our mission. | |||
Finding Zolotov is itself a challenge, but he's a fixer. People know how to find him if you're not a cop, and I'm very much not a cop. This is ''apparently'' his first in person meeting with Ham, which I certainly hope is true. In any case, he wants his drugs, and this involves ripping apart our ship, finding all of the stashes. Ham was light, of course, but it's easy enough to cut the drugs and bring them up to precisely the right weight. It might be suspicious, in retrospect, to be that precise, but I also don't want a drug dealer angry about getting shorted, so… | |||
== Departure from Escort Terminal == | == Departure from Escort Terminal == | ||
{{Louis}}: despite our best efforts, we end up with some passengers on the flight out. Honestly, I don't think that's much of a problem. We are a passenger ship, having passengers seems natural. It supports our cover, but I understand the covert nature of our mission, so, whatever. It's all going fine until a short time into the flight, when we hear something slamming against the engine room door… | |||
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Starring: 💳 Ciarán, 🧟♂️ Louis, 📎 John
Guest Starring: Zolotov Mikhailovich,
Alexander Cover,
Tex Andrews,
Ira Lieberman
Challenge: Red tape; "Russian controlled" terminal; Getting rid of passengers; Cargo manifests
Location: Escort Terminal (Souplantantion; Long John Silvers; Many trips to the information desks)
Date Played: 26 May 2022
Tossing the bodies
🧟♂️ Louis: We are now officially a charter passenger craft. Well, I suppose the craft has always been that, but now I'm "Ham", and I have dead bodies on our ship. As tempting as having fresh human flesh on hand is- the West serum gives me an incredible hunger- we need to dispose of them before docking. Spacing them is tempting, as it's big and it's easy to lose things, but we're on major shipping lanes and the odds of the ejection getting spotted are too high. We need them to never be found. Which, no problem there- we've got a cthonic engine. I toss the bodies to our captured demon and voila, problem solved.
Escort Terminal
🧟♂️ Louis: Ham's next stop, fortunately for us, is the station we want to visit on behalf of the CIA. Which, saying that out loud makes me wonder: is our handler really the CIA? John seems convinced, but am I convinced that John is even CIA? I have no idea. Are we working to stop a coup, or tricked into doing something else? Well, it's better than supervising a pile of living post-docs who think they're the smartest things ever shat out. Where was I? Oh yes, we'd docked and needed to make our preparation to depart. Ham had to make a trade with Zolotov- drugs. It both maintains our cover and keeps us moving to the next leg of our mission.
Finding Zolotov is itself a challenge, but he's a fixer. People know how to find him if you're not a cop, and I'm very much not a cop. This is apparently his first in person meeting with Ham, which I certainly hope is true. In any case, he wants his drugs, and this involves ripping apart our ship, finding all of the stashes. Ham was light, of course, but it's easy enough to cut the drugs and bring them up to precisely the right weight. It might be suspicious, in retrospect, to be that precise, but I also don't want a drug dealer angry about getting shorted, so…
Departure from Escort Terminal
🧟♂️ Louis: despite our best efforts, we end up with some passengers on the flight out. Honestly, I don't think that's much of a problem. We are a passenger ship, having passengers seems natural. It supports our cover, but I understand the covert nature of our mission, so, whatever. It's all going fine until a short time into the flight, when we hear something slamming against the engine room door…
