Monday, March 1, 2010

A Large Deposit

The door hissed open as Steky entered the stateroom aboard the Cascade Essence, her Nidhoggur class carrier.   Most pilots would be in luxurious quarters in the station, and while those where available to her while docked, she preferred her stateroom aboard ship. She plopped down on the gravbed, and unsealed the inseam of her boots with a swipes of her fingers, then tossing them to the corner.  She was tired from hauling station fuel and moon minerals to and from her moon harvesting silos and stations.  ATLAS Alliance was at peace, and it was time to make hay while the sun shines. 

Out of the corner of her eye she saw two small blinking icon on her neocom, one was a message notification from her bank. Steky pushed down on the matress with her slender arms, pushing herself up and over towards the neocomm.  She could have ordered the message delivered audibly from her bed, but she wanted to puruse the list of newly released vids for something to watch before bed.  She touched the icon on her screen and the message displayed "Notification of Deposit to your account: 6,200,000,000 Interstellar Kredits.  Her jaw dropped and she almost paniced.  Most people never saw an interstellar kredit in their lifetimes.  It was a currency used by governments, corporations engaged in interstellar trade, and of course capsuleers.  Six billion kredits was a sum most capsuleers never saw, and had to be the result of either a mistake or foul play that would surely result in the need for lawyers and body guards for the foreseeable future, even if there was a plausible explanation.  

Steky groaned and immediately opened her bank account, clicked the security option, and then initiated a freeze on her accounts. Whatever investigation was to follow, it wouldn't do to complicate the matter with further transactions.  Hopefully she had enough wine aboard to last her awhile!  She then put in a transmission to Shocku, her employer.  Perhaps he would have some ideas on what to do next.  

Shocku's image, and that of a young petite blonde lit up the center of the room.  His arm was wrapped around her waist as she appeared to be half heartedly pulling away from him to get out of scope of the virtual recorder. "What is it Steky?" Shocku asked, a glitter in his eye.  
"I have a serious problem, Shock"
"You have a lot of work to do, but I wouldn't call that a problem, I know you can do it and you have the training." Shock bend down and kissed the girl's pert nipple, biting it and making her yelp and thrash in his arms, her blonde hair rippling over her shoulders.  
"Look, I am not talking about work, I am talking about a problem with my bank account, and I need your attention. Its serious!" Steky blinked away a tear of frustration. 
Shocku raised an eyebrow and made eye contact with her through the vid, "I see you read your bank notification before my own." He released the blonde and she immediately moved out of scope.  

"Ok Steky, let me explain.  There is nothing wrong with your bank account. ATLAS is currently not at war, and I can't remember the last time that happened.  We need to get serious about our industrial operations, because we will never be able to support capital operations on bounty hunting alone.  I want you to take your moon mining operations to the next level.  We are currently mining two moons, and have a simple reactor in operation churning out Vanadium Hafnite.  I want you to complete the other half of the equation, and bring it all together in a complex reactor to produce intermediate alloys.  Once we have that set up, we will be printing isk while we sleep... and even if we deploy to fight the Northern Coalition.  

Steky lifted her hands in the air, "But I am run ragged just trying to run fuel from empire and empty two moon stations!"
Shocku grinned, "That's why you need a Jump Freighter"
"What?  We don't even have a jump freighter, thats like a supercapital!"
"Aren't you trained to fly one?"
"Sure, but that was just on a simulator!  How could we ever afford to buy one?"
Shocku said sarcastically, "Check your bank account" and then looked at her seriously, Take care of it, I trust you."
With that he signed off. 
Steky laid down on her gravbed and didn't bother turning it on.  She wasn't going to sleep anyway. 

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