James Justice
Charting new Paths
Location: Wild Space
Time: 13:14
James sighed as he waited, stretching his arms out. He had been waiting too long here for the ship to go by, waiting in dead space, waiting for the convoy to slip by.
His mind drifted to a few days ago. He had been contacted by [member="Rayl Wilded"] over an encrypted comm. Aurodium Crystals, that was the name of the game. And they didn't care too much how he paid as long as he delivered--well a few tons, to say the least. And with the figures they were offering, he could certainly work for that. Gathering across several of his networks, he found a shipment being moved from one side of the galaxy to the other through these lesser-used and secretive routes. Why, he wondered, and did a small amount of digging. He was quick to find they were smuggling for a set of pirates afraid of Alliance retribution for how they had acquired these goods. James would leave justice to the Hutts when they found out their order didn't make it on time.
At last the convoy came into view, a massive, oversized heavy freighter and an escort of fighters, stolen by the looks of them.
The Lost Angel came to life as the ship began to try to navigate around.
"We're moving in," James shouted triumphantly, smoke billowing from his lips. "Moving in, full throttle boys, take em while they are still reelin'!"
[member="Djark Slove"]
Time: 13:14
James sighed as he waited, stretching his arms out. He had been waiting too long here for the ship to go by, waiting in dead space, waiting for the convoy to slip by.
His mind drifted to a few days ago. He had been contacted by [member="Rayl Wilded"] over an encrypted comm. Aurodium Crystals, that was the name of the game. And they didn't care too much how he paid as long as he delivered--well a few tons, to say the least. And with the figures they were offering, he could certainly work for that. Gathering across several of his networks, he found a shipment being moved from one side of the galaxy to the other through these lesser-used and secretive routes. Why, he wondered, and did a small amount of digging. He was quick to find they were smuggling for a set of pirates afraid of Alliance retribution for how they had acquired these goods. James would leave justice to the Hutts when they found out their order didn't make it on time.
At last the convoy came into view, a massive, oversized heavy freighter and an escort of fighters, stolen by the looks of them.
The Lost Angel came to life as the ship began to try to navigate around.
"We're moving in," James shouted triumphantly, smoke billowing from his lips. "Moving in, full throttle boys, take em while they are still reelin'!"
[member="Djark Slove"]