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1105-001 -- 1105-002 -- 1105-003

Timing of events
09:00 - The Royal Inspection of the V'Hurg
11:00 - The Royal visit to the Pioneer
12:00 - The V'Hurg departs for the jump point

At 08:45 the V'Hurg arrives at the Royal Docks taking the space that was recently vacated by the Ship of Unity. As Sultana, Harison, Silas, and Iskavrin stand by watching it arrive they notice two points of damage. One is the Ventral Turret is damaged, there is a hole through it making it unusable. The other is the holographic hull on the starboard side does not seem to be activated.

Shortly after the Harrier touches down the Royal Hawk Guards open the airlock and King Oleb, Lord Wrax, Princess Rao, and Prince Harrick walk out onto the docks. Lord Wrax walks up to the airlock on the Harrier, gives his scan and the hatch opens.

(Lord Wrax)"Just a moment your Majesty, I will bring out the key to reset this to add you to the list. He looks over at Sultana,"I will add you, Admiral Harison and Iskavrin to the list after His Majesty. Did you want anyone else?"

(King Oleb)MOVE IT ALONG WRAX, I WANT TO SEE THIS BEAUTY, YOU WON'T LET ME FLY IT SO I WANT TO GET A GOOD LOOK AT THINGS." He looks over at one of the guards, GO FETCH MARGARET BLAINE FROM HER CHAMBERS, SHE WILL WANT TO BE HERE FOR THIS

Sultana indicates Silas Lane to Lord Wrax. "Assuming I have the ability to add more to the list, the four of us will be sufficient for now, thank you."

Silas nodded his appreciation to Sultana, a greedy grin playing across his face as he ogled the Harrier. "A thing of beauty is made more special by its marks and blemishes." He stroked the hull with reverential awe.

Lord Wrax descends back to the docks with a small pad. He holds it up for the King.

(Lord Wrax)"Here you are Your Majesty." He takes a small DNA sample. Then he turns to the four of you and takes a sample. As this is happening Margaret comes out with two small bags. Lord Wrax nods to her and deliberately stops the collection scan so she is not part of it.

"Well, Ms Margaret let me give you a hand with those bags and we find you a room I believe there are 4 nice big state rooms I say the four of us will each take one but you can have mine for as long as your on the ship. It will give you some privacy from this bit of a boys club. Let’s go pick out the best one shall we?" Harison takes her bags and gesture for her to head in first.

(King Oleb)MOVE ALONG WRAX. King Oleb walks up into the ship and heads directly to the pilot's chair. Sultana and crew follow him in. King Oleb wraps his fingers on the back of the pilot's chair. Sultana hears a soft sigh. YOU KNOW I SHOULD TAKE THIS CHAIR SULTANA, I ENVY YOU, TO BE OUT THERE, OUT AMONG THE STARS, DAMN IT, YOU NEED TO BE SUCCESSFUL, WE HAVE PEOPLE TO FEED. DAMN IT. King Oleb stands up, grabs Sultana by the shoulders and SHOVES him down into the Pilot's chair. MAKE SURE YOU ARE READY TO GO CAPTAIN. IF YOU ARE NOT OFF MY DOCKS IN THIRTY MINUTES I AM TAKING CONTROL OF THIS BEAUTY MYSELF

Mikhel tries desperately to not shake his head. This POS may have been a beauty once, but it isn't now. Even with the money to fix it, where would they take it for the repairs? The nearest TL15 shipyard is Theev or Tobia. Hope Blaine has an 'in' with Theev.

Sultana gazes up at the King looming over him. "I think we're as ready as we're going to be, Your Highness. The crew just needs to move their personal effects over, and I imagine we'll want the cargo out of my Suraksha. We can sell it for a little bit of operating capital." He looks over at the others. "Dawn? Drax-Amarinth? Lane? Are we in agreement, or is there something else we need to do first?"

Two weapon systems on the ship, and one obviously useless. Good privateer ship. Camouflage system is partially funtional, although obviously good enough to fool military-grade sensors. At least from one direction. So, we aren't getting a tour of this tub, nor a run-down on its condition? Stars, I glad I'm not leaving on it.

(Iskavrin) Iskavrin is present, and around.

Sultana gazes around at the panels and display and ostentatious bridge decorations, far more decorated than what he was used to on most Imperium ships. Although, as a mere Lieutenant, he didn't get to visit all that many flagship bridges. Perhaps they were all as overdone as this one. He liked his comforts on the Suraksha, his personal boat, but those were more like quarters than working space, and were tailored to his specifications.

"Well, you all heard the King's order. XO, go and get your packs. We'll rendezvous with the Pioneer to transfer Lane and Dawn's personal effects on our way out. I will go and collect mine and oversee the transfer of my cargo. We will debark as soon as possible, Your Highness, if there's nothing else you wish to show or tell us."

He stands back up out of the captain's chair. "Thank you again for entrusting us with this. We'll do our absolute best to make it a raging success."

"I am content to move on, troubleshoot as we go." Silas inspected the holographic pilot's controls, before powering up the astrogation station. "Think you can work with this?" he sub-vocalised to Vix, his ever present companion.

Vix snapped back, quick and wry as usual, but only heard by Silas, "Oh sure, I can work with the old clanker's systems, just like a drunk Vargr can work with a zero-G ballroom. Expect a lot of spinning, some panicked yelping, and an occasional hard reboot!"

Silas chuckled out loud, before running a quick subroutine to ensure the station was going to work at all. He grunted and sighed, "Enough time for this when I'm irrevocably onboard... Shall we fire her up and uh... board the Pioneer, Captain?" indicating the pilot's chair, he grinned gormlessly and rested a hand on his scabbarded cutlass.

As the group looks over the bridge, Mikhel maneuvers to stand beside Princess Rao. A small whisper to her, "Princess. What think you of the possibility of a remote station in the Drinax system for maintaining the V'hurg? Possibly under the guise of an asteroid mining endeavour?"

(Rao)"That is not a bad idea, it lends a certain air of avoidability that His Majesty will like. I think that my Brother would be the better person to help you implement that, you will need assistance from the Scholar's Tower. Perhaps ask on the Pioneer when we tour there. I am looking forward to seeing her again. She is one of the favorites that I have managed to spend time on during a non-supervised trip."

Mikhel lets his puzzlement show. "Hmmm... Perhaps my approach was off. The Prince didn't seem receptive to my first attempt to get information about the mining facility. I am considering approaching the Shlotisie family to get their point of view, and perhaps familiarity with past operations." Mikhel puts on a wry smile. "I'm going into this blind, but there could be an opportunity to repair relationships, as well as financial benefits. If the transgressions weren't too egregious?"

The send off group heads back down through the airlock.

Sultana, Silas, Harison, Iskarin standing on the bridge as Sultana lifts off for the first time. Out the cockpit windows you can see the honor guard of Royal Hawk Warriors salute your departure.

Silas gets to work on the Astrogation rolls for the trip to Torpol.

Harison engages the jump drive.

Jump to Torpal
Engineering J-Drive
Difficulty 4
Navigation effect +\-??
taking time +2
Skill +4
Roll 10
Total 16