>>45408361
>>Stay on the bridge and observe from here.

>>45408361
>>Stay on the bridge and observe from here.

>>45408361
>>Stay on the bridge and observe from here.

We can back him up later if he needs it, but there's no point in risking the captain this early for no reason.

>>45408361
>Stay on the bridge and observe from here.

>>45408361
>>Stay on the bridge and observe from here.

>>45408361
>>Stay on the bridge and observe from here.

>>45408361
>>Stay on the bridge and observe from here.

Here's for daughteru! Son is okay too.

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>>45408361
>Stay on the bridge and observe from here.
PARTY TIME

>>45408361
>Stay on the bridge and observe from here.

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>>45408361
You decide to stay on the bridge and observe from there. With your tactical display, you could see through Tank's optics as if you were there yourself. No need to needlessly endanger yourself or anything.

"Tell him he's clear to launch." You say. "Elsa, and hint of a weapons lock and you waste that freighter, got it?"

"Still got the cannon warmed up and ready." Elsa gives you a thumbs up. "I'm almost hoping they do!"

You roll your eyes as your tactical display pings, notifying you that the shuttle had launched. You see the small angular craft detach from Gullinbursti's bay and putter over to the Conveyor 5410. Thankfully, there didn't appear to be any weapons locks, and the small craft docks without issue.

That's when you switch over Tank's feed. On the screen, you could see Tank sitting inside the shuttle, with a mix of both regular and robotic soldiers. Tank and the soldiers were clad in power armor, while the drone troops had their natural armor plating. All of them were armed with standard plasma rifles, with Tank being the only exception. His rifle was slung on his back, his primary weapons being his trusty combat shield and a sword-sized stun baton that fizzled and crackled with energy.

The lights inside the shuttle go red, indicating a successful docking. Almost immediately, the drone troopers rush out, a boarding shield in on arm and a plasma rifle in the other as they breach and clear the hallway. Tank and the regular troopers follow close behind.

Tank's helmet scans the hallway. Nobody.

"Looks like there's no welcoming party." Bradford grumbles. "Suspicious."

"Maybe they ran?" Amy suggests.

"Maybe an ambush." Elsa shrugs.

>Pull them out. This is too fish.
>Take the bridge. The crew has to be there.
>Head for the hold. See what they're hauling.
>Other

>>45409006
>Take the bridge. The crew has to be there.

>>45409006
>>Take the bridge. The crew has to be there.

>>45409006
>>Take the bridge. The crew has to be there.

There might be no one there if everyone else is trying to escape via some sort of escape pod system, but if there was other traps or some such then there's no way it wouldn't be controlled and programmed from the bridge.

>>45409006
>Take the bridge. The crew has to be there.

>>45409006
>Take the bridge. The crew has to be there.

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>>45409006
>plasma guns for boarding actions
Is that a Babylon 5 reference I see?

>>45409006
>Take the bridge. The crew has to be there.

>>45409065
The bridge itself could be a trap and the crew are hiding in secret compartment somewhere, ready to spring their own trap.

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>>45409006
"Tank, take the bridge." You instruct. "We need to find someone to talk to."

Tank nods and makes a curt gesture towards the stern of the ship, where the bridge was located. The nice thing about Conveyors was that their layouts were standardized, so they were practically identical to one another. The drones lead the way, forming a shield wall as Tank and the regular troops bring up the rear. As you pass through the hab block, all of the overturned items and half eaten food indicate that whoever was living in here left in a hurry. No doubt all taking shelter in the bridge of the escape pods.

Tank meets no opposition until they reach a set of blast doors, the ones leading to the bridge. You don't even have to look to tell that they're sealed.

You can almost feel Tank fuming at how BORING this whole ordeal was becoming. No decent fight, and the crew fleeing to the bridge and just making things unnecessarily longer!

>Breach the door.
>Try to talk to them first.
>Other

>>45409489
>Try to talk to them first.

Breach the door and he could set off a booby trap

>>45409489
>>Try to talk to them first.
Depending on how they respond, break the door in

>>45409489
>Breach the door.
Don't give them time.

>>45409489
>>Breach the door.

Let's at least humor Tank.

>>45409489
>>Breach the door.

The secret password is not 'Open seseme', it's C4. More seriously, giving them more time by talking could let them finish setting up the traps or accomplish other plans.

>>45409489
>Breach it

give the man something exciting to do.

>>45409489
>Breach the door.

>>45409489
>Breach the door.

>>45409489
>Breach the door.

>>45409489
>>Breach the door.

>>45409489
>Breach the door.

>>45409489
>>Breach the door.

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>>45409489
"All right, Tank." You sigh. You honestly didn't have a lot of time to waste here, and Tank was nothing if not efficient at his job. "Have at it."

You almost think you hear tank chuckle as he steps up to the door. He doesn't need special breach tools or explosives. You can hear the servos in his legs wind up and he simply kicks the blast doors with all his might, literally denting them in. The drones follow up by grabbing the edges of the blast door and peeling them open like wrapping paper. The next two drones rush the gap, weapons raised and you can hear a cacophony of shouts from inside.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!" You see a man, presumably the captain, frantically waving his warms in the air. "We're innocent!"

As the boarding team secures the bridge, Tank stomps forward right up to the captain, his form towering almost a full two heads over him. You can see the captain visibly shrink under Tank's imposing form and expressionless mask. Tank simply digs into his belt, takes out a comm device, and pushes it into the captain's hands.

"This is Captain Wellings of the Gullinbursti." You say through the comm line. "Who am I speaking to?"

"U-um, Captain Teelow, of Conveyor 5410." The man stutters. "Please don't hurt us!"

"Oh, we won't. Yet." You say. Tank cracks his powered knuckles for emphasis. "First, you tell us why a Hegemony ship like yours is casually flying through Accord space."

"It's the pirates!" Teelow waves his arms frantically. "They forced us to carry cargo for them!"

"What kind of cargo?"

"I-I don't know!"

"Sounds awfully fishy." Bradford mumbles to you. "Just those four corvettes holding a whole freighter hostage?"

"Well, its not like they're armed." Lida says casually.

"Always the chance they're hired muscle." Bradford narrows his eyes.

Honestly, you didn't have the time for this...

>Detain the crew and get this ship towed back to base.
>Detain the crew and scuttle the ship.
>Let these guys off with a warning.
>Other

>>45410163
>Other
Check out that cargo if it's still onboard

>>45410163
>>Detain the crew and get this ship towed back to base.

>>45410163
>Detain the crew and get this ship towed back to base.

>>45410163
>>Other
Secure the crew from the bridge, but make sure the cargo isn't booby-trapped or filled with escaping pirates before towing it back.

>>45410163
>>Detain the crew and get this ship towed back to base.
Have Tank check the cargo and detain the crew.

>>45410224
Seconded

Check it out, then we take the ship and crew with us.

>>45410163
>Detain the crew and get this ship towed back to base.

>>45410163
>>Detain the crew and get this ship towed back to base.

What's the standing bounty on taking a freighter plus cargo intact?

>>45410163
>Detain the crew and get this ship towed back to base.
>Other: Check the hold.
I want to know if they're carrying biogenic weapons.
Base won't be happy if we just casually bring a biohazard to them without a quarantine.

>>45410163
>Detain the crew and get this ship towed back to base.

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>>45410163
"Tank, get you men to detain the crew, then check what exactly they're carrying." You instruct.

Tank nods, and makes a few pointing gestures. The drones immediately begin the detainment process. You had to remember to thank Scott for going through the trouble of reprogramming their AI to understand Tank. With the bridge under control, Tank spins around and starts stomping for the hold. It takes a few minutes, since he has to go back all the way through the hab block, but soon enough, he reaches the first of the many cavernous holds, filled to the bring with cargo containers. All unmarked, obviously. A legitimate trader wouldn't be smuggling legitimate goods through enemy territory.

With all the finesse his nickname implied, Tank grabs the doors of one of the cargo containers and tears it open...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>45410588

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>45410588

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>45410588

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>45410588

Rolling for secret bioweapons and/or space human trafficking

Say, do you think Psionics are a thing in this setting, and if it is how common is it?

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>>45410868

Maybe they're a thing, and if they are, they're probably rare.

Or just need to be awakened.

>>45410637
>>45410640
I'm not sure if we'll find nukes or daughterus.

>>45410989
I'LL TAKE THE LATTER FOR 20K

>>45410640
>>45410637
Genetically engineered catgirl slaves please.

>>45410989
why not both?

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>>45410989

Nuclear Daughterus.

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>>45410588
Tank tears the door to the container open like a cardboard box, and casually tosses aside the removed door as he walks into he container. Inside, you could see there were tanks of some kind of liquid. Some kind of bio-agent? Hazardous material?

Tank's low light visor picks up a switch, so he casually flips the switch, turning on as set of lights.

And you see tanks full of strange, exotic aquatic creatures.

Lobsters.

Tank goes down the next few cargo containers, tearing open the locked doors to find more and more tanks full of lobster. Judging from the total carrying capacity of the freighter, there had to be millions of tons worth of lobster on this ship alone.

"FUCKING LOBSTER?!" Amy bellows. "We destroyed four ships and nearly pancaked ourselves on a goddamn asteroid FOR FUCKING SEAFOOD?!?!?!"

"To be fair, while it may be considered a common dish on Earth, fresh lobster is considered a very rare delicacy on the outer worlds, along with a number of other certain shellfish."

"Goddamn. Well I went into the wrooooong line of work, then." Elsa grumbles.

"Why in the world would they be smuggling lobsters?" You frown.

"I'm guessing it's smuggled lobster being used to fund other illicit activities." Bradford says.

Tank taps his helmet with a loud THUNK, indicating he was waiting for orders.

"Well, what do we DO with it?" You blink. "I'm a ship captain, not a fisherman!"

"Well, I guess we could just two it back to base. I'm sure we'd get a nice bounty or finder's fee." Bradford crosses his arms.

"Or..." Elsa chuckles. "All this shit is unmarked, right? Why not just sell this stuff off ourselves? Make a pretty penny on the side!"

"You can't seriously be advocating that." Bradford snaps.

"Captain's call!"

>Bring the cargo back with you to base.
>Take the cargo for yourself.
>Just skim a bit off the top.
>Other

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>>45410868
>>45410948
Rare Psionics you say? That sounds like perfect cloned son/daughteru material.

Having to deal with the trouble of the kid reading our minds all the time and abusing their powers for petty things.

Literally perfect bonding material.

>>45411067
>Bring the cargo back with you to base.
By the numbers, guys

>>45411067
>>Just skim a bit off the top.
Just a bit to improve CREW MORALE

>>45411067
>>Bring the cargo back with you to base.

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>>45411067
>>Just skim a bit off the top.

Seafood dinner, anyone?

>our faces when Sam is actually allergic to shellfish

>>45411067
>>Bring the cargo back with you to base.
PROFESSIONAL.

>>45411067
>Just skim a bit off the top.

>>45411067
>>Bring the cargo back with you to base.

>>45411067
>Bring the cargo back with you to base.

>>45411067
>>Just skim a bit off the top.
Let´s get our crew a nice meal.

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>>45411080
>psionics
Or a complete fucking disaster

>>45411067
>>Bring the cargo back with you to base.

>>45411067
>Bring the cargo back with you to base.

>>45411067
>Bring the cargo back with you to base.

>>45411067
>Other: Have Natalia scan the lobsters [s]for deliciousness[/s] any unnatural bio agents

>>45411067
>Bring the cargo back with you to base.
bring it in, but I'm sure no one will notice if enough goes missing for a lobster dinner

>>45411067
>>Just skim a bit off the top.

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>psyker daughteru is probably not going to happen

I want my River Tam.

I wonder if the freighter has something else stashed away in another corner.

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Okay, guys, wait.

What if the lobsters are hiding something?

What if, underneath those piles of lobsters, is the actual cargo?

This could be like those situations in the 80's where you'd have bales of cocaine being shipped in the middle of pallets of chocolate or bananas.

>>45411067
>>Bring the cargo back with you to base.

Nope, first impressions and all dat. Be professional, even if it IS just frigging lobsters...

>>45411407
You mean like YELLOWCAKE and METALLIC ARCHAEA?

>>45411407
Isn´t that standard procedure for smugglers even today?

>>45411407
>>45411407
Have Tank cut one open

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>>45411407
>deadly cargo hidden in water tanks underneath hordes of lobsters
That sounds freaking ridiculous. Which is why it just might work.

>>45411407
Have one of our techies scan it.

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>>45411067
"There's no telling what theses guys did with the lobster. We'll ship them back to base with us and let them sort it out." You shake your head.

"Right. I'll let them know." Bradford nods. "Tank's team has already slaved Conveyor 5410's nav computer to ours. They'll FTL jump to wherever we go."

"Good." You nod. "All right, Amy, get us clear of this debris field. We'll be jumping to our planned destination unless anybody else has something to say?"

"Well, uh, Captain." Scott speaks up nervously. "I was thinking that maybe, er, we can stay behind to salvage those corvettes? They might be holding useful items!"

"Or maybe there's survivors that I can experiment- I mean- treat...!" Natalia chuckles darkly.

>Check out the destroyed corvettes.
>Let's get going already.
>Other

>>45411512
>>45411512
Scott or Natalia,yeah

>>45411562
>>Check out the destroyed corvettes.

LOOT!

>>45411562
>>Check out the destroyed corvettes.

>>45411562
>>Check out the destroyed corvettes.

>>45411562
>Check out the destroyed corvettes

>>45411562
>>Check out the destroyed corvettes.

I don't trust Natalia. Scary doctors are scary.

>>45411562
>>Check out the destroyed corvettes.

Eh, sure why not. It's not as if there's much of anything left in this freighter that's actually dangerous anymore anyways. Also, I still want loot of some kind dammit!

>>45411562
>>Check out the destroyed corvettes.
Could be loot, could be a trap.

>>45411484
>That sounds freaking ridiculous

Clearly, you don't read enough news.

Drugs have been hidden in produce shipments

http://6abc.com/news/police-bust-uncovers-cocaine-hidden-in-produce-shipment-/998802/

http://news.yahoo.com/police-bust-uncovers-cocaine-hidden-000706127.html

And in meat shipments

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/09/15/sydney-drug-bust-australia_n_5822140.html

>>45411562
>Check out the destroyed corvettes.

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>>45411080
>>45411198
>>45410948
>>45410868

>All Psykers go the XCOM route and get white hair and purple eyes when they 'awaken'

>>45411562
>Check out the destroyed corvettes.

>>45411562
>Check out the destroyed corvettes.
How are we supposed to get scrap for upgrades if we don't salvage stuff after battle?

>>45411562
>Check out the destroyed corvettes.

>>45411610
I'm sure it's just affected. She's totally nice ~

>>45411562
>Check out the destroyed corvettes.

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>>45411690
Probably, since I doubt that Sam would let anybody do human experimentation under her watch

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>>45411562
"All right, it can't hurt to do a quick scan of the hulks." You sigh. "Is the freighter at the jump point?"

"Tank says they're ready to go." Lida confirms.

"All right, then we'll do a quick cursory scan. If we find something, we nab it. If not, we get out of here. I don't want to stick around any longer than necessary." You say. "Lida, can you start the scan?"

"Already on it." Lida says simply as her hands dance across her control console.

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>45411894

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>45411894
Dice gods!

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>45411894

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>45411894

>>45411906
>>45411919
Evidently they are all rigged to blow when we look at them.

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>>45411906
>>45411919

>>45411906
>>45411919
>>45411911
So, they explode.

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>>45411906
>>45411919
Well fuck

>>45411906
>>45411911
>>45411919
Aaawwww crap...

So what? Tyranids? Zerg? Protoss? Psykers?

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>>45411894
Excellent

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>>45411906
>>45411919

>>45411919
>>45411906
wew

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>>45411993
>Alice's face when nat 1's

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>>45411993
>Companions will be the alien invaders

The lobsters mutiny:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RByK19LSltQ

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>>45411894
"Wait, I'm picking up something!" Lida gasps in alarm. "Multiple FTL signatures!"

"What?" Bradford blinks.

"Combat stations!" You manage to bark right before a new ship jumps in, right in front of the Conveyor 5410.

"Frigate sized, no transponder." Lida reports as she glances at her screen. "Sensor data puts it at 87% probability it's the Lavender Kiss. Known pirate vessel."

"Well well." A low, oddly seductive female voice purrs over an open channel. "Looks like somebody has been meddling with my business..."

"What's the call, Captain?" Bradford asks.

Currently, the tactical situation wasn't good. The Lavender Kiss, even though it was smaller and probably lesser armed, had Conveyor 5410 situated between both you and itself. You didn't have a clear shot with the ion cannon, and you were currently down to half missile load.

"How about you just let my freighter go along its merry way and we'll forget this all ever happened?" The pirate captain purrs.

>Try to convince her to retreat.
>Attack.
>Pull Tank out of there.
>Other

>>45412255
>>Attack.

>>45412255
>Try to convince her to retreat.
while we
>Pull Tank out of there.
overclock the missile autofoundry

>>45412102
Except that's Homura.

>>45412255
>Attack.

>>45412255
>>Attack.

>>45412255
>Attack.

>>45412255
>>Other
>>Tank broad the new ship

>>45412255
>Pull Tank out of there.
>Try to convince her to retreat.

>Double 1s

Whoever said "more dice" must have been sniffing paint thinner.

>>45412277
>>45412293
>>45412299
>>45412303
>>45412306
>getting tank killed

>>45412255
>>Pull Tank out of there.

Gotta get Tank out of there!!!

>Pull Tank out of there
>Other: Blow the Conveyor

>>45412255
>Pull Tank out of there.

>>45412255

>>Pull Tank out of there.

>>45412255
>>Pull Tank out of there.
Contraband-loaded lobsters or not, they're not worth losing the best at infantry combat.

>>45412255
>Pull Tank out of there.

>>45412255
>Pull Tank out of there.
GET TO DA SPESS SHEEP

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>>45412255
"Tank, get your men and get out of there." You whisper through the comm.

A rapid series of clicks denotes his surprise and anger at being ordered to retreat.

"Just DO IT, Tank. That's an order!" You hiss.

Tank responds with a single click, but you can tell he's doing it reluctantly.

"Cap, we're not seriously going to give in to this bitch's demands, are we?" Amy spins around in her chair.

>We're leaving and that's that.
>That freighter won't be much good to her when we destroy its cargo.
>Other

>>45412583
>>That freighter won't be much good to her when we destroy its cargo.

>>45412583
>Destroy its cargo

>>45412583
>>That freighter won't be much good to her when we destroy its cargo.

>>45412583
>That freighter won't be much good to her when we destroy its cargo.

>>45412583
>>That freighter won't be much good to her when we destroy its cargo.

>>45412583
>Other
"No we're not going to give in. Ready missile tubes and engines for attack!"

>>45412583
>>That freighter won't be much good to her when we destroy its cargo.
Blast the freighter and the pirates with the Ion cannon.

>>45412583
What's stopping us from firing at her while tank evacs?

>>45412583
>That freighter won't be much good to her when we destroy its cargo.
"do you know what several million pounds of lobster hit with a Ion cannon looks like? because we're about to find out"

>>45412583
>>That freighter won't be much good to her when we destroy its cargo.

Deny the enemy their prize. If we can't have the loot, no one can!

>>45412691
I wouldn't underestimate her. Also, destroying the transport achieves our objective no matter what.

>>45412583

>Try to convince her to retreat.

Guys convince her to retreat, this is fresh lobster!

>>45412691
The fact that the freighter, and thus Tank, is between our ship and hers.

>>45412611
>>45412623
>>45412627
>>45412628
>>45412665
>>45412681
>>45412717
>>45412784
Why are we destroying the cargo when we can just attack her? Regardless she's going to attack for destroying the goods!

>>45412835
He is leaving, distract her or convince her to leave.

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>>45412583
"That frieghter won't be much good to her when we destroy its cargo." You crack a grin. "Elsa, get ready to fire once the shuttle is safely back aboard."

"Whoa, wait, what about the crew?" Amy speaks up.

"Conveyors are designed with the cargo holds and habitation blocks completely separated from each other in different modules." LIda explains. "As a safety measure against potentially hazardous cargo. As long as Elsa's aim is on point, there shouldn't be any danger of casualties."

"And it always is!" Elsa boasts.

"Captain, the shuttle has boarded safely." Bradford informs you.

"Hey, Captain." You say smugly over the open comm. "How would you like us to cook that lobster for you?"

"What...?"

"Elsa, fire!" You bark.

Just like that, an azure blue beam lances out from under the Gullinbursti, The ion beam strikes straight and true, punching straight through Conveyor 5410's cargo holds. Amy adds in a bit of lateral thrust to slide the beam across the freighter's hull, literally melting the front 2/3 of the ship into slag.

"You... YOU!" The pirate captain shrieks angrily.

"Weapons powering up!" Lida warns.

"Captain, these pirates wouldn't pick a fight with a ship like ours unless they had a trick up their sleeve." Bradford warns.

>If they want a fight, they got it.
>No point staying, let's go.
>Other

>>45412864
>>If they want a fight, they got it.

>>45412864
>No point staying, let's go.

>>45412864
>>If they want a fight, they got it.

>>45412864
>If they want a fight, they got it.

>>45412864
>>No point staying, let's go.

>>45412864
>>No point staying, let's go.

If we're gonna get dice prompts.... I'd rather not mix it up.

What a waste of fucking lobster.

why couldn't we convince her to leave?

>>45412864
>If they want a fight, they got it.

Did we stop using the flux system?

>>45412864
>If they want a fight, they got it.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>45412864
>Other

I roll to seduce!

>>45412864
>No point staying, let's go.

Don't forget to drop the mic on the way out.

Give the Pirate Queen something witty to remember us by.

>>45412864
>If they want a fight, they got it.

>>45412906
No fuck you. we lost our loot.

>>45412913
We got a nat 1, just roll with it.

>>45412913
because it'd be a dice thing in which we'd roll a triple 1 on.

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>>45412930
Anon what the fuck

>>45412939
>>45412922
>>45412919
>>45412886
>>45412885
>>45412877
Guys, they wouldn't fight us unless they got a trick up their sleeve, and we just fired our ion cannon.

>>45412945
>>45412951
No risk no reward. and we had a near 20 when we found the goods.

>>45412930
Marvelous, dahling! ~

>>45412864
>>No point staying, let's go.

>>45412864
>>If they want a fight, they got it.

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>>45412864
>>No point staying, let's go.


Glad i could join before this ended, here my take on Confederate armors, as demonstrated by Tank's mook.
I imagine most of Confederate system militia/army using something more simple like not-NCR salvaged armor, while some more wealthy system can afford more better power armor like depicted on right.

>>45412864
>>If they want a fight, they got it.

>>45412966
quit being a coward

>>45412864
>>If they want a fight, they got it.

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>>45412930
Goddamit, if only that counted we'd get an incredibly intense rivalry with massive amounts of romantic subtext

>>45412945
>>45412951
That is bullshit and you know it, so what do you think will happen if we fail to convince her. I'm just made we didn't explore all our options.

>>45412864
>No point staying, let's go.
Crab is the superior choice for seafood anyways

>>45412930
holy shit man, possible pirate hate sex in the future?

>>45413044
Well, what if we just ran into Karla?

Could make for great material

>>45413044
>>45413066
Going straight for the /u/ huh guys?

>>45413100
Any Merc quest without /u/ attempt is not Merc quest.

>>45413100
Well... we also pissed Tank off. But somehow I doubt there will be any romantic overtures there.

Would it be possible to institute a time cap for votes, like 5 minutes after OP?

>>45412930
Where the fuck were you when we were scanning for stuff.

>>45413127
If he's pouty about we just have to lecture him, and inform him we care about his well being

>>45413071
Then we'd battle her for the heart of Captain Jaeger Sturmfuhrer

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>>45412930
Fucking dice, I swear.

>>45413137
Probably will if it gets bad. But so far it looks okay.

>>45413143
I'm down for that. I wonder if he ever smiles.

>>45412864
>>No point staying, let's go.

Naw, since the objective is moot(literally), there's no point in staying anymore, especially if we're not as ready for it. Glory can wait, we have a job to do.

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>>45412864
"All right, let's finish them off!" You sit back in your chair. With Tank safe on the ship and the cargo gone, Conveyor 5410 was no longer any value as a shield. The Lavender Kiss maneuvers around the stricken freighter as she closes in on you. However, she doesn't come in head on. She knew you had an ion cannon now, so it was in her interest to try and stay out of your forward arc.

"She's heading into the debris field, probably trying to use it as cover." Lida announces.

"Heh, rocks won't do much good against an ion cannon." Elsa cackles.

"They don't have to. As long as they can obscure our sensors or absorb some of energy, that's all she needs." Bradford replies. "We should chase and try to engage at close range."

"Aw man, I'm not looking forward navigating that shitstorm again." Amy groans.

FLUX: 30/120
Hull: 80/80
Missiles: 24/48

>Attempt to fire at them from range. (30 flux)
>Pursue them into he debris field.
>Other

>>45413291
>Pursue them into he debris field.

>>45413291
>Attempt to fire at them from range. (30 flux)
Probably gonna spring a trap at close range then board us

>>45413291
>>Attempt to fire at them from range. (30 flux)

>>45413291
>Other: Fire Missile Volley

While

>Pursue them into the debris field

>>45413291
>>Pursue them into he debris field.

>>45413291
>Attempt to fire at them from range. (30 flux)
No rush.

>>45413291
>>Attempt to fire at them from range. (30 flux)

>>45413291
>Attempt to fire at them from range. (30 flux)

Not letting them get close.

>>45413291
>Attempt to fire at them from range. (30 flux)

>>45413291
>Attempt to fire at them from range. (30 flux)

>>45413291
>>Attempt to fire at them from range. (30 flux)

>>45413291
>>Attempt to fire at them from range. (30 flux)

>>45413291
>>Attempt to fire at them from range. (30 flux)

We have enough Flux, do not want to risk traps if we can.

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>>45413291
"Elsa, fire!" You order.

"Firing! Amy, help me track them!" Elsa announces.

Once again, the azure blue beam of your ion cannon blazes from Gullinbursti's belly, aiming straight for the Lavender Kiss. However, whoever is at the helm of the pirate ship is no pushover, and quickly takes cover behind a cluster of asteroids. Rock is melted into molten slag, and eventually vaporized by the pure energy of your shot. Some of the ion beam energy manages to make it through, scoring deep burns and rents into the hull of the pirate ship.

"Confirmed hits, but no confirmed hull penetration." Lida tells you. "It looks like Lavender Kiss is trying to run."

Indeed, the pirate ship was now running deeper into the debris field. Did she realize she was outmatched? Was she trying to lure you into a trap?

>Pursue the pirate ship.
>Let it go.
>Other

>>45413620
>>Pursue the pirate ship.
VENT

>>45413620
>>Pursue the pirate ship.

>>45413620
>>Let it go.

>>45413620
>Pursue the pirate ship.

>>45413620
>>Pursue the pirate ship.

>>45413620
>>Let it go.

>>45413620
>Let it go.

>>45413620
>Pursue the pirate ship.

>>45413620
>Let it go.

This stinks.

>>45413620
>Let it go.

>>45413620
>Let it go.

>>45413620
>>Other
Report to request backup?

>>45413620
>Pursue the pirate ship.

>>45413620
>>Pursue the pirate ship.

If we wanted a fight, then we'll damn well finish it! Besides, we have 24 missiles left to use.

>>45413620
>Let it go.

>>45413620
>Let it go.
either its a trap or she is genuinely trying to haul ass and run away. burnt lobster is not worth fighting for.
if possible try and detain the crew of the now (i assume) crippled cargo ship

>pursue the pirate ship

If only to see what happens next.

>>45413620
>Let it go
So obviously a trap

>>45413620
>>Let it go.

It's a trap or just a retreat, either way isn't quite worth the risk.

>>45413620
>>Pursue the pirate ship.

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>>45413620
"Let it go. She obviously knows the terrain here." You sigh. "Let's take on the crew of the freighter and get out of here."

"Oh my~." The captain of Lavender Kiss coos. "You saw through my trap?"

"It was kind of obvious, actually." You sigh.

"Well, it's not often I see a lawwoman with some brains in these parts." The pirate captain giggles. "What's your name?"

"Captain Samantha Wellings." You say. It was the polite thing to do, at least. Even if she was a pirate, it was traditional for captains to trade names when asked.

"Well, my dear, if you ever feel like changing side, just look for Captain Felicity Prudence~." The pirate captain purrs.

Was... was she flirting with you...?

You look around to the rest of the bridge, who were all staring at you. Oh god this was awkward!

>Flirt back.
>Cut connection!
>Politely decline.
>Other

>>45413963
>>Politely decline.

>>45413963
>>Politely decline.

>>45413963
>>Politely decline.

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>>45413963
>Flirt back.

>>45413963
>>Politely decline.

So we wasted a bunch of time with nothing to show for it?

>>45413963
>Flirt back.

>>45413963
>>Flirt back.

We have a 20 for this!

>>45413963
>>Other
'Captain, i don't think you are ready for me yet. Samantha Wellings out"

>>45413963
>>Politely decline.

>>45413963
>Flirt back

>>45413963
>>Flirt back.

My brain says no, but my heart, and that nat 20, says yes!!!

>>45413963
>>Flirt back.
Not wasting a nat 20

>>45413999
We have been introduced to a future villain, and are now aware that seafood in the colonies is rare enough that you can run criminal activities on it.

>>45413963
>Politely decline.

>>45413963
>>Politely decline.
Fuck your flirting i want my lobsters.

>>45413963
>Politely decline.
THIS IS BEING RECORDED IDIOTS.
DON'T FRATERNISE WITH THE ENEMY.

>>45413963
>Flirt back.

>>45413963
>Other
Straight up ask her bust size. When answered, dismiss it as not even close to something worthy your attention. If not answered, imply she's insecure in attractiveness.

>>45413963
>Politely decline.

>>45413963
>>Flirt back.

>>45413963
>Politely decline.

>>45414035
Awwww ~

But see... you seduce her for more lobsters!

>>45413963
>Flirt back.
Or maybe you'd like to be under me instead?

>>45414030
She would have shown up eventually, and the latter is just expedition. Again nothing to show for it except wasted ammunition.

>>45413963
>>Flirt back.

>>45413963
>Flirt back.

>>45413963
>Flirt back.


>>45414069
>except wasted ammunition.
Anon....

>>45414065
but that won't bring the freighter we just blew up

>>45414038
Then

>Flirtingly Decline!

>>45413963
>>Politely decline.

>>45413963
>Politely decline.

>>45414065
Seduce her for more tacos, seafood tacos.

>>45413963
>>Flirt back.

>>45413963
>Politely decline.

>>45413963
>>Politely decline.

>>45413963
>>Flirt back.

>>45413963
>>Flirt back.
That 20 must count for something

>>45414089
what you got nothing to add? it's a figure of speech.

>>45413963
>Flirt back

>>45413963
>Politely decline.

Fuck flirting with a pirate.

>>45413963
>Cut connection!

Holy shit, did that 20 actually work?

>>45414157
but anon they want to fuck the pirate.

>>45414092
I'm sorry, anon...

You can't make an omelette without Ganymede Rock Lobster?

And besides... the crew is okay... probabably...

Unless the lobster survived... and is out for revenge.

I'm not sure what the moral of the story is...

"If you see a stranger you should talk to them?" /bebop

>>45413963
>Politely decline.
No homolust.

>>45414167
Which is retarded. Anon always jumps at the first thing that flirts at them.

>>45414157
no anon, we flirt first before fuck her.

>>45414172
well if its a woman anyway.

>>45413963
>Cut connection!
stupid sexy space pirates

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>45413963
>>45414038
>Politely Decline

>THIS IS BEING RECORDED IDIOTS.
DON'T FRATERNISE WITH THE ENEMY.

THEN WE THROW HER A MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE

>>45414189
All these high rolls.

Where were you sons of bitches when we fucking needed you?

I wonder if Felicity Prudence is her real name.

Aw cmon guys, maintaining good relations, even if they're currently considered the enemy, is an important thing! After all, who know whether or not we'll be needing her help and/or co-operation in some way in the future?

>>45414205
I'd say it's an alias like 'Blackbeard'

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>>45413963
Okay, uh, I'm just gonna stop voting here so I can actually count everything!

>>45414205
Sounds made up as shit, considering it means 'happiness/good luck prudence'

>>45414225
don't bother flirting won.

>>45414197
When fate wasn't intervening to roll the double 1s

>>45414197
I'm only one anon, I can't be everywhere at once because I was busy rolling for Prinz on E-3

>>45414224
>>45414236
Kind of a funny alias for a pirate.

I guess it fits. She was just smuggling lobster -- not tons of narcotics and weapons.

>>45414225
flirting won faggot, deal wit it.

>>45414308
>>45414243
You sure about that?

Looks like the salt from KCQ is leaking into this.

>>45414321
I'm not even sure why it's a big deal

>>45414321
we lost money and time.

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>>45414321
REEEEEEEE

>>45414340
Because flirting == fucking.

Hint: It doesn't work that way.

>>45414340
It's not. It shouldn't be.

>>45414342
And by charging in we'd likely lose more.

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>>45413963
>Welp, according to my count, Decline won by one vote!

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I have to decline that offer." You cough, trying to sound as professional as possible and not flustered at all. Totally not flustered. "You understand, given our positions."

"Ooooh, paying hard to get? I can understand that!" Captain Prudence purrs. "Maybe we can... change positions sometime!"

You quickly motion for Lida to cut the connection which she quickly does.

"Lavender Kiss has gone into FTL." Lida reports.

"I'm headed for what's left of the freighter to pick up their lifeboats." Amy snorts, still trying not to laugh.

"Well, that was... 'interesting.'" Bradford crosses his arms. "These Frontier pirates are certainly something else."

>Stay on the bridge for now.
>You really need a break now.
>Other

>>45414350
Well this is fiction, so unless Merc's gonna go for realism, the point is moot.

Besides, we all know that we're eventually gonna wind up picking a husbando anyway probably Bradford

>>45414376
>You really need a break now.
Time to head to the mess, or private mini-bar if we have one.

>>45414376
>>Stay on the bridge for now.

>>45414376
>Stay on the bridge for now.
Give no hint that we're flustered at all

>>45414376
>Stay on the bridge for now.

>>45414376
>>You really need a break now.

>>45414376
>Stay on the bridge for now.

>>45414376
>>You really need a break now.

Argh!!! that was simply too much bullshit! Time to relax a little, let Bradford can handle the crew members.

>>45414376
>>Stay on the bridge for now.

>>45414376
>You really need a break now.

>You really need a break

Change of pace. Let Bradford handle the clean up.

>>45414377
>probably Bradford
Ew

>>45414426
Bradford best waifu and you know it

>>45414426
Agreed.

>>45414453
>Tank is best waifu and you know it
FTFY

>>45414426
Have you seen how many pull-ups he can do? Top-tier husbando.

More importantly, when do we hassle Tank for a ride on his shoulders?

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>thinking Tank isn't best girl

>>45414376
>>Stay on the bridge for now.

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>>45414485
When we need to intimidate someone and rub our superiority in their faces

>>45414376
>>You really need a break now.
smuggled lobsters and sexy space pirates on our first goddamn day, take a five minute walk.

>>45414527
Could've been crazier with Genetically Modified Super Soldiers, Telepathic Communications with a Psionic, or a robot that's been on for so long they've become independent.

>>45414508
>"What are you doing?"
>"Tank is going to be my captain's chair for today!"

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>>45414376
You suddenly feel extremely dizzy. Just your first day on this job, and you're already intercepting illegal lobster shipments and getting hit on by pirates. The Frontier definitely wasn't anything like SolSec at all!

"Captain, I suggest you get some rest." Bradford observes your condition. "We can handle things from here."

"Yeah... thanks, Bradford." You sigh as you get up from your chair.

You wonder where you should go next. Maybe to your quarters for a little rest? Then again, you should probably check in with Scott to see how Gullinbursti's reactor handled all those stressful maneuvers. Or maybe seeing Tank to get his opinion on the new Accord gear. Or maybe see if Natalia has something for all these jitters you have right now...

>See Scott
>See Tank
>See Natalia
>Head to your quarters.
>Other

Tank is actually genius engineer little girl piloting mecha.

>>45414566
>See Natalia
I want to see SCIENCE