There is a knock at the door of the small 'coffin hotel' that you are staying at.  Ever since being 'rescued' 'rehabilitated' and then given a career.. you've seemed to drift from job to job.<br/><br/>Not growing up as part of the 'corporate' culture.. you've not had many loyalties to any one corporations, and found yourself drifting..following work.<br/><br/>The coffin-hotel of the Dramune Orbital Spaceport is like any number of them across the frontier.  Big enough to lie down or sit up in.. with connections to the local (in this case CDC) computer nets and entertainment..they are alot less roomy and cozy then they advertise to be.<br/><br/>"We're looking for Rath... are you in there?" comes a muffled gruff voice on the other side of the door.<br/><br/><em>(hopefully you don't mind my introduction to the game :D)</em>