Scheduled Maintenance (D2 EM hangar)

[Theodore Beker]

"Not really. I was sort of all in on fixing up the Locust and the Hornet," he said pointing at the two mechs that were now looking much better although the Locust still seemed to be missing a side.

[Thomas Moreno]

"I heard about the star port, not the relay station though. Did come across a tank graveyard with the two I was patrolling with yesterday though." He replied.

"Expect ill be going back to both of them today.

[Felicity]

"A tank graveyard? That's something." This whole planet was beginning to feel like a treasure hunt to Felicity. "We have plenty of options then. They better be able to fix that blown engine."

[Theodore Beker]

"Heh, wouldn't that be the way," he chuckled, "At least we know there is an operable HPG on planet so we can call a cab once we get there."

[Felicity]

"Only if someone knows how to use it. I don't think that's likely, si?" Everyone knew how closely Comstar guarded their secrets.

[Thomas Moreno]

"Well, we will figure that out when it gets time to." Thomas offered with a shrug.

"In the mean time we have enough on out plates to worry abotu it seems."

[Theodore Beker]

"Very true, the science crew should be up to the task of the repairs on the ship given the month or two we have before we are ready to go optimistically," he smiled, "I mean better to trust in the crew until proven otherwise."

[Felicity]

"Yea. Until then, I'm sure more will pile up for all of us. This planet is like a huge undiscovered treasure hoard. If we're really lucky we might really be able to grow the Company big time with this."

[Thomas Moreno]

"Depends a bit on how the finds go. The science team has first claim on most things? Or at least that's what I believe."

He took a slow breath. "You are right about it being a treasure hoard though. I wonder why more locals haven't looted some of this stuff."

[Comstar]

A passing Astech snorted. "Looted it? Why would they? They're farmers - remind me of a weird religious group back home that refused to use technology that wasn't made out of wood. Weird buggers."

His friend gave him a look, and the man started moving again, hauling the autocannon shells they were carrying to the far side of the hangar.