"Someday you'll come to understand platonic love."  Sister Belle said with a wink, clutching Allia tightly.  A moment later, the entire ship began to shake, tumbling through the skies as the<em>Flirefry</em>penetrated the roof of the world.  Carthago was an unusual planet.  Where the terraforming process had produced arid worlds in other places out in the black, it had innundated Carthago.  The entire planet was one massive sea, punctuated by tiny landmasses which accounted for less than six percent of the planet's surface.  With a few more lurching shakes, the ship made its way into Carthago's atmosphere, busting through several banks of clouds as it sought out its destination.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><tt class="bbc_tt">"We'll be landing at Roshambo in just a few minutes."</tt></span>The captain announced, while the<em>Flirefry</em>gracefully swooped out of the clouds like an angel coming to earth, bearing down on the massive bulk of Roshambo like a rain of mercy.  Roshambo wasn't located on any landmass, but was in fact a massive ship of proportions incomprehensible to those not native to Carthago.  It resembled a pair of ancient aircraft carriers sitting side by side, though it was considerably more massive.  Scores of merchant vessels traded and docked in the valley between the vessel's two hulls, which formed a sort of harbor on the high seas.  From the deck of the ship rose a thin forest of towers and skyscrapers, from which hung the massive sails which carried Roshambo from place to place.  The business of dealing with the rigging was a major preoccupation of the administrators of Roshambo, who derived their power from the massive vessel's movement.<br/><br/>Many landing strips and hangar bays extended from the sides of Roshambo, to provide a place for aircraft like Flirefry to land.  They also provided a convenient place for other ships to tie themselves to Roshambo, and get a free ride on it.  For a fee, they could also get electricity and water supplies.  Before long, hundreds of vessels had connected themselves to Roshambo, and to each other, until finally Roshambo had changed from an arcology ship into a flowting city, with its own sort of transit network and postal system.  Similar events had occurred all over Carthago, and the floating towns very nearly rivalled the surface cities for influence and power.  If only for one issue, they would be in control: Pirates.<br/><br/><br/>Sister Belle stretched out after leaving the ship, lightly carrying the massive crates Allia had brought onboard on a hover cart.  "The crew of the Flirefry were kind enough to loan us the use of their storage unit, so we can do what's really important first."  Belle said, grinning and giving Revy a slap on the ass.  "We're going to go get wasted and smoke enough cigarettes to kill a small dog!"  She shouted, grinning and opening up the door to the storage unit.  "Then, we minister to the nautilus pirates.  You're meeting with their contact soon, right Allia?"  Belle asked with a slight wink, moving closer to the obviously annoyed Revy.