Silver receives the message from Maiokus through his ear piece. "I will come to the bridge to take the call. A security detail would be ideal. I would suggest the compound stay on board until negotiations are concluded. With the fork lifts we can unload it fairly quickly."
On his way up to the bridge Silver has a thought. Into his throat mic Silver hails the crew. "Could we get eyes on this other ship? Possibly post someone topside of The 'Card? Security detail wait for me at the ramp." Silver checks on his tethered foldsword up his right sleeve and on his body pistol fitted snuggly in the small of his back.
Taking the comms at the bridge, "This is Marq Frazure of The Wildcard. With whom am I speaking and what is your business."
Social +1; Investigate +2.
In Character: : Seeing Silver enter the bridge, Maiokus stands and says, "All yours Cap. I'll gear up and meet you at the airlock ramp."
Maiokus heads to his room, dons his combat armor and loads his ACR, carefully ensuring the safety is on as he mutters "Another day, another dollar." To himself. He then heads to the Airlock ramp to wait for the others.
"I'll take top cover" Njall tells Maiokus and Silver. Returning to his stateroom he collects his comms, respirator, IR goggles, flak jacket, laser pistol and rifle with 'scope sight. Moving up through the passenger deck he uses the hatch for the dorsal turret position to access the top of the Wildcard. From there he reports "In position." Taking up the rifle he uses the scope to scan the area of the "Starport". Another awful rockball. Ah well, proper orbital facility next stop.
Krakrefr hears the comms and returns to the Wildcard. When inside he checks his shotgun and laspistol, and waits inside the cargo area for the other party.
"I should think buying a proper flak vest or cloth suit… ", he thinks, eyes gazing outside the heavy bulkhead door.
In Character: Joining the security detail on the ramp, Gaden checks to make sure his rifle, held a low ready, is free of obstruction in case he has to draw it quickly. "Lock and load brother," he says to Maiokus with a grin. "Hopefully no surprises this time. People tend to develop holes in their chest when I get surprised." To Krakrefr he says, "Me too buddy, but don't forget, cover and concealment can be a soldiers best friend."
Shuth watches the passengers disembark and make their way to another ATV that sits near the landing pad waiting to transport them to the nearest facility; another trip with a 100% survival rate for the low berth passengers, several of whom give Shuth what appears to be slight nods of appreciation for this accomplishment.
On the bridge Silver makes his request to the hailing vessel and a after a brief pause the comms come to life "Captain Frazure" a woman's voice "My name is Lena Ivanovna. I work for Dr. Allen Crane; if you would meet me on the landing pad we can make arrangements for payment and transfer of the cargo."
Ivanovna disconnects and a short time later a ramp opens up beneath the pinnace and a figure emerges. As the figure approaches the midway point on the landing pad between the Wildcard and the small craft you can begin to make out some detail. Obviously female she wears a respirator and a long grey leather type trench coat that is buttoned which prevents you from determining whether she is wearing any armor beneath the coat.
It is immediately apparent that she is Vargr, the muzzle, ears, and light brown fur giving it away. She approaches the pad and looking toward the Wildcard she appears to notice the security detail forming up and the figure (Njall) on top of the ship. She simply stands and waits.
Silver collects a datapad and checks to make sure the necessary information on the compound being delivered is stored there. He also adds a couple of notes regarding the water born illness on Ruie as a caution.
As he passes through the cargo bay, he motions for Adeline and Doc to stay back. Putting on his rebreather he approaches Gaden, Maiokus, and Krakrefr. Assured that they are attired for the environment he motions them to follow.
Clearing the loading ramp, Silver thumbs his throat mic. "Njall please keep us apprised if the situation changes."
Making the walk across the landing pad, Silver approaches Ivanovna. "Ms. Ivanovna, I assume you have some credentials to verify who you work for and who you are." With that Silver stands and waits.