Gypsy Winds: Turn 4 - Working for the Man

 Turn 4 - World of M'Neh 

 Zorp-2-5 and Nora both rushed into Rasel's makeshift office in the cargo hold. Nora was bursting with excitement. Zorp-2-5 was, well a soulless, but the way he was shifting his weight indicated to Rasel he had something to share. "Go ahead Nora"

"Captain, while wandering the city I found this great cafe and met a government matron that offered us a job. It's just a routine delivery, but there is some VIP whose bodyguards won't let anyone near the public terminals. I think she was more interested in ...err," Nora turned red as Turovian eggplant, "anyway, she has never heard of the Gypsy Winds, but offered a nice bonus and congratulatory dinner if I can deliver"

"Zorp-2-5? You have anything to add?" Rasel looked over.

" No, Captain. I did find a meeting place of those bad mouthing us. If we want to confront them, but Nora's offer sounds like the more profitable one."

Battle (No conditions, peculiar item, delivery)

"Why do these deliveries always have to go to terminals in odd places?", asked Windborn

"If it was normal, they wouldn't hire us kid", Roc grinned. "Even so, it is weird they put a terminal in these ruins. Used to be a popular tourist spot, from what I heard"

 "Must be a real wanker of a 'VIP', since those bodyguards appear to be Blood Storm Mercs. No wonder everyone is getting chased off, they ain't the friendliest." 

 

Aftermath

 "So, there was no VIP?", asked Rasel as the crew was enjoying dinner at the Golden Probe.

Nora paused to finish her beer before responding, "Nope. Turns out another department had hired the mercs to keep people away from vent crawler infestation. Chiandra likes to walk in the park and thought it was a petty act against her" Nora took another swig in an attempt to hide her cheeks turning red.

" So it's Chiandra now?" Roc grinned and rose his eyebrow.

"Teasing aside. You did good Nora and your new friend kept up her end of the bargain", Rasel tried to ease Nora's discomfort.

"And did you see the look on that merc's face when the crawler popped out at his feet?" Zaxto started giggling.

"How did you see it, when you were running in the opposite direction?", asked Zorp-2-5

Everyone got a good laugh.

Gypsy Winds: Turn 3 - Courier Job

  Turn 3 - World of M'Neh

Nora and Zaxton are coming along in their training. Roc and Zorp-2-5 got a good find in those two, Rasel reflected as he headed to the meeting with their Patron, Hal Greetus. Hope they do as well on their trading spree today. Windborn is trying to track down whomever is talking smack about us as well, I don't like getting ambushed by rivals I didn't even know I had.

"Captain Hafhorne, so glad you could come by. And looking as fit as ever!" Hal Greetus ushered Rasel into his office. "I'll be quick Captain, I have a client that needs documents rushed to a particular terminal in the Spacer Area for a time sensitive transaction. If they don't get their by tomorrow, then the whole deal falls apart. I need your team's skills because another party wants to see the transaction fall apart. No Tax Agents this time, but probably some hired thugs. Can we count on you and your team?"

 

Battle (Gloomy, Really Shiny Bits, Delivery) 

"What's up with this area and fog?" Windbor muttered

"Probably more toxic fumes from..I got eyes on our opposition. Hang on, they look like A black Ops team- someone really doesn't want this deal to go down", declared Roc

"Let's just get to the terminal and be on our merry way. Maybe it's just coincidence", opined Rasel, hopefully. 

 

Aftermath

 " I dunno Captain, that team seemed to take the job personal, " said Zaxton

"Was it the 'we're gonna get you guys' coming from that last guy that tipped you off?" asked Nora

"We'll have to worry about them down the road. Pretty sure you're right Zaxton," replied Rasel. "But on the bright side, Greetus' client was so happy with our results that they reached out personally. We are starting to get a rep for getting things done, and with that comes some enemies.Everyone try and keep their wits about them when you're out and about"