Happy Tyr’s Day
Jeremiah was laying in bed staring at the ceiling. Next to him laying naked on her belly was 3rd Officer Kate Stuvak. A woman who he had met and shared a night of passion with four years ago before she shipped out the next day. For the last year though they had been shipmates and lovers. But right now they were on Regina in the hotel next to The Naked Gypsy, ironically in the same room in which they had made love four years ago. He glanced over to her, even laying on her side, her figure was sensual. He had come to know it well this past year.
A year ago, Jeremiah had been determined to get a position that reflected his experience and as luck would have it a captain was drawn to him and his latest escapade. The issue was security as Captain Ping was looking for people that could handle themselves in a fight and Jeremiah with his last mission fit the bill. Captain Ping was a short man of Zhodani decent but was born without psionic powers. His ship The Efate Starmaid was scheduled for a route going from Regina to Efate and back again. He had an engineer and a steward. He needed a medic and pilot. Jeremiah became the pilot and navigator.
Jeremiah stowed his gear the next day and met the engineer and steward. Both first-class spacers who also had some form of martial talent. Both were married to each other with twelve years of experience each. Mr. and Mrs. Angelos were both very good at what they did and had been with Captain Ping for a couple years. Fine couple and they were sharing a stateroom which meant Captian Ping could take on another passenger.
One day before they shoved off, Captian Ping located a Medic. This was needed because of the Starmaid possessing eight cold berths for travel and in this case, a particularly long cold sleep would be required as part of their trip would be through a series of E class starports (read bedrock landing place and nothing else) requiring them to refuel at gas giants. Those passengers would be about four months in cold sleep. This was also the reason he was looking for crew who could fight – pirates loved such places.
When Jeremiah saw Kate striding up next to Captain Ping, he smiled at her and she smiled a very knowing and naughty smile back. She leaned over and said something in Captain Ping’s ear and then he looked at both of them and shook his head but smiled happily. Jeremiah walked over to Kate.
“What did you say to the captain?”
“I told him he wouldn’t need to be showing me my stateroom because I would be sharing with you.”
Jeremiah led her to his room and it became their room. It meant only three of the staterooms had crewmen, so that meant five for passengers. While he helped unpack her knapsack, she brought him up to date.
Kate had made the return journey hopping Free Traders and working her way back to Regina. She had made it to the edge of the Corridor Sector and decided to head back. She had passed her 3rd Officer exam last year and had been getting medical training for the last couple of years. No steady boyfriends, she was a spacer after all.
“How’s the wound?”, she asked.
“Ok, just a scar now.”
‘Well, I have one of my own”
She turned around a dropped her pants and underwear. Sure enough, there was a long scar on her left buttock at least ten centimeters long.
“Firefight with some pirates in the Corridor sector. Vargr crossing the border and raiding. I had my ass up too high and one of them shot me. That’s why I turned around.”
Jeremiah licked his lips, he had forgotten how sensual she was. She laughed, then dropped her pants and underwear around her ankles as she stood up straight. She stepped out of them kicking off her shoes at the same time. She turned around and pulled her shirt up over her head revealing those wonderful breasts of hers he remembered so well. She smiled and spoke.
“We have a couple hours. Why don’t you lock the door?”
Two hours later they were flushed, happier and listening to Captain Ping.
Ping was an Imperial Navy Commander (retired). He had somehow come into possession of the Starmaid, and he was a firm and fair captain. Being former navy he was prepared for combat and that was wise given the long stretch of gas giant refills. He insisted they all learn how to handle a handgun and/or turret weapons. Jeremiah had basic skills but Ping had him being a fair pistol marksman by the end of the trip. In the event of combat, Ping would take the pilot seat and Jeremiah would handle the turret weapons and sensors. Mr. Angleos would handle engineering and repairs as necessary. Kate and Mrs. Angelos would keep the passengers calm and safe.
In than it was a lot of preparation but for naught as nothing happened and they arrived in Efate and then returned back to Regina. The trip was more profitable than expected but the expenses piled up more than expected too. No bonus, but Kate and Jeremiah got a letter of recommendation from Captian Ping for their great work. Unfortunately, the Starmaid was going to be in port for some maintenance and upgrades. Otherwise, he would have signed them both back on.
Kate and Jeremiah had gotten along quite well and it was enjoyable to ‘come home’ each night to some company. It was sort of like playing being married but as she would joke – with far more sex than a married couple. It was just that Kate’s main ambition was to use the Free Traders to be a doctor. Jeremiah knew that would eventually lead her to settle down. Something he knew he would probably never do. They both needed to find a new position and it was a safe bet that finding the same ship both of them could get a job on was slim.
He looked at her. He was rather fond of her, but he was a spacer. He cuddled up to her and woke her in a way he had done many times so that she was eventually moaning in his ear. It was the first time in a while he had not been in the brothel at The Naked Gypsy to start a new year. He hoped Kate brought him better luck than the prostitutes usually gave him.
The next morning Jeremiah walked into the Free Trader offices and reenlisted. No problems and he smiled with his papers now updated. Next year he could try for 1st Officer and that meant some real money. He had already started putting away a lot of money. He still wanted his own ship and that was a lot of MegaCredits. He headed back to the hotel to find Kate was gone. He pulled up his personal device and she had left a text that she had found a ship and was shoving off in a few minutes. She thanked him for an enjoyable year and that she hoped they would bunk again sometime. She wished him the best of luck.
Jeremiah was sad she was gone but relieved that the long tearful goodbye he was expecting didn’t happen. He sat on the empty bed and called up the job roster for the Free Traders. The best way to move on was to find work.
Free Trader 2rd Officer Jeremiah Kilwood
Rank: O3 – 2nd Officer Terms Served: 1
UPP: A67A74 Age: 25 Homeworld: Strouden UWP: A-745988-D N Hi In
Skills: Pilot – 1, Navigation – 1, Engineering – 1, Sensor Ops – 1, Legal – 1, Carousing – 1, Small Blade-1, Turret Weapons-1, Streetwise – 1, Zero-G Combat-1, Grav Vehicle – 0, Computer – 0, Handgun – 0, Vacc Suit – 0
Brownie Points: 3, Bonus Money: 25000 Cr.
Roll for position availability: 9 + 1 for Intelligence = 10 – position available, serves as 2nd Officer
Roll for assignment: 4 + 1 for Social 5- = 5 – Route Assignment
Survival Roll: 8 – Survives.
Skill Roll: 11 – Skill acquired.
Bonus: 9 – No Bonus
Roll for Skills: ( 1 for skill roll): Rolls Officer Skills table: 4 – Gun Combat Cascade – pick Handgun – 1
Roll for Reenlistment: 8 -reenlists
1 Brownie Point earned for the term completed.
Free Trader 2rd Officer Jeremiah Kilwood
Rank: O3 – 2nd Officer Terms Served: 2
UPP: A67A74 Age: 26 Homeworld: Strouden UWP: A-745988-D N Hi In
Skills: Pilot – 1, Navigation – 1, Engineering – 1, Sensor Ops – 1, Legal – 1, Carousing – 1, Small Blade-1, Turret Weapons-1, Streetwise – 1, Zero-G Combat-1, Handgun – 1, Grav Vehicle – 0, Computer – 0, Vacc Suit – 0
Brownie Points: 4, Bonus Money: 25000 Cr.
The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher. The Grey Wayfarer.