Current Mission: Port In A Storm
The private courier ship <em>Albatross</em> has made it the Martian Congressional Republic on its last puff of gas. Stranded on Mars, and their accounts are frozen due to the dubious connection with the Protogen Corporation. No money, mo’problems.
Able to sneak through customs with only minor complications with the growing tension between Earth & Mars, the crew of the ‘Tross are now in the hanging city of Metronome. An old contact from Mickey’s past helps equip them for a meeting with a dangerous crime family who might be able to finance a resurrection.
XO Mickey Serendipity, praying to Patchamama and all her vac suited saints that his crew doesn’t wreck a bar on shore leave…again.
Pilot Allegra Jennings, ex Martian Congressional Republic Navy flier. Who is walking into a Belter filled bar as we speak with the fires stoked ever since a Jame Holden went and told the entire system the MCRN nuked a Belter water haulier.
Ships Engineer Kenneth McTigue. Please don’t send someone to the infirmary. Please don’t send someone from security to the infirmary. Please don’t send more people to the infirmary.
Medical Officer Kaila Stewart. Chip big enough on her shoulder you could hide a UNN Battleship in its shadow.
Comm Tech Wulf Edevane…god I hope he hid the pirated media.
Client Kol Wescott-Fitzgerald. Current United Nations Investigation Bureau. Because that’s what the Albatross needs, it’s official Inner Planet oversight.