<div align="center">(https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/DMkiTd0_3YzBwtppVOYrInTyXzfGxnr9PJsioNux-x2VJWGXXvHDHgYMZiJnen5O4y4qac0JHgSWsRi482j3-5hXNmC-UcWyEE3RFo4G1rk_MaUrHGx3oCWU4VoCKsRy8peibq7P)<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>'Amorous'</strong></span> (https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vQ-391K6DIxkMzeeSYx65t9Z7uZAYbyanF46zSIUtc6w2d1rsGfSIk9_y9SoBLB2hoOm9Sf-T-bJi6S/pub)<br/><sup><strong>Firefly class ship</strong></sup></div><br/>The 'Amorous' a modified firefly classed ship.   That during the war with the brown coats.   Was a flying brothel or if preferred a cat house.   The current owner and captain of the Amorous.   Known as Jigs, won the ship in a poker game.<br/><br/>Currently, the Amorous is docked at a port on Hera, the largest agricultural planet on the rim.  Having restocked up on supplies on Hera.  The crew is gathered in the galley of the ship.   Deciding what job they are going to take on.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/eb/14/31/eb14316466aacd676fe878bc2c756694.gif)</div><strong>Captain:</strong>Jigs (https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vQ6tiZX7tuRyUbcEBKRKyfTNf4euMSYr6axb8Ka7X66akf1EL-ffdRarb72l7ygVfR_CihgNLjXCIBn/pub)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Galley<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning   08/09/2519<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All the crew<br/><strong>Notation:</strong>The crew needs to take on a job.<br/><hr/>Jigs look's over the others that make up her motley crew.  It seems all of them have eccentrics personalities.  Jigs herself in the fact while on her ship she wears her outrageous flight suit,  that is clear and quite transparent.  The only thing hiding her naughty bits are the zippers on the suit.<br/><br/>"Alright we have zilch in the ship funds.   Which means whatever we all have individually is what we have.  So we need to take on a job."<br/><br/>On the screen is the jobs that have been pulled up for the crew to vote on.<br/><br/><sub><strong>Newhall Run</strong></sub><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Newhall the newest of the terraformed planets is primary oceans. A consortium of former miners have put together their savings and have purchased six fishing vessels, maritime vessels.  Seek to have them transported will pay 200 credits for each of the transported ships.  <br/><br/><strong>Pay:</strong> 1200 credits<br/><strong>Duration:</strong> 4 days<br/><strong>Specifics:</strong> Pickup on BeauMonde.  <br/><strong>Risk:</strong> Minimal slight chance of piracy 10%.  With Newhall 90% water,  mariner capable ships are high priority.   </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><sub><strong>Santos supply run</strong></sub><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Santos once the destination of the elite and rich of the core planets.  A planet that terraformed perfectly with beautiful blue skies.   Five star hotels and casinos.   But the rebellion ended that.   However, it seems a entity or group is trying to reopen the planet as a destination of choice. <br/><br/><strong>Pay:</strong> 800 credits<br/><strong>Duration:</strong> 4 days<br/><strong>Specifics:</strong> Pickup of hotel supplies on Beaumonde (linen, towels, dinnerware, eating utensils and cooking utensils.)<br/><strong>Risks:</strong> None, however the client or entity that is behind the move to reopen Santos is the syndicate. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><sub><strong>Bellerophon pickup</strong></sub><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The third possible job has not much in terms of specifics.   Only that the coordinates are in the middle of one of the many desert regions of the planet.  On the surface this seems like a straight forward job. Someone is looking for discreet passage of the planet.  Bellerophon is a world home to the private estates of  the system’s wealthiest folk. Anything they want is shipped in from off-world, so they have no need for shops or local color. The estates themselves are each the size of  a small town and float gracefully a mile above the clear waters of  Bellerophon’s oceans. Each estate is a self-contained world of  its own.<br/><br/><strong>Pay:</strong> 3500 credits<br/><strong>Duration:</strong> 2 days to get to the planet, how many more days unknown.<br/><strong>Specifics:</strong> That you're not being authorized to one of the estates, makes this clandestine job.<br/><strong>Risks:</strong> High,  as a planet of the wealthiest in the verse.  It has private security and the Feds patrolling the space around the planet. </blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Jigs holds quiet on which job she would choose.  Not wanting to slide each of her crews own choice with it.  For she believes that a happy crew does what they want when they have a choice.   Of course if it comes close and a tie breaker she is going to choose the one she wants.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>