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I don't even know, how I went to sleep. You see, after Joseph came back, he brought back a nice, big bottle of some strange liquor, that aliens on this ship drink. And so we had a small welcoming party, between the three of us. Other than that I really don't remember shit.
=Note to self: don't drink alien booze.= I made myself a mental note.
When I got up, Joseph and Jim were already practicing something, with small arms weapons, I quickly joined them, not wanting, to miss anything. As Joseph said, you have, to know, how to defend yourself, since, no one is going to save your sorry ass, once, the things get messy. I and Jim, both took this to heart. And as the future will show us, this will save our asses many times.
After the small weapons, we were introduced, to our suits, we already had one part of them – the helmets, but now, we got the other full body suit parts.
This thing, was basically our new skin, since, we will be wearing them at any time, we are not inside of a medical pod. After giving them, to us, Joseph proceeded, to teach us about them.
“So boys, these suits, are your new self, your new skin, basically this suit is a symbiotic machine, that will save your ass, whenever hurt, thrown out into open space, poisoned, or being cooked or frozen alive. So now you will ask me, how do these bad boys work? Hell if I know, the only thing I know, that once put on, you wont be able to remove them yourselves. Well, don't be afraid, put them on, a girls pussy feels just as good, with them on, as if you were fucking her raw! Hahahaha!” His laugh echoes trough out our room.
Once I put the suit on, I immediately regret it... I feel something entering my ass, and my penis... Joshue looks at my expression and bursts out in laughter, but I myself, just want to cry... I will newer be the same again...
“HAHAHAHAHA!AHAH!HA!HA! Boy, would you have seen your own face, hehe, hilarious. Well, back to business. As you both should have noticed, the suit not only covers your skin, some parts of it enter your insides, to relieve you of your waste, hehehe. So now some better news, we will be flying out today, for the first time! We actually are going, to exit, the jump near an asteroid field, and our commander thinks, it will be good, to give you rookies some real mining experience.” Joseph.
After getting, these suits on, and going into the “Mole”, we begin, to wait, for the carrier to exit the jump. It took some time, but finally it was out. And we could clearly see the roid field around a hundred clicks away from us.
Joseph waited a little, until, the carrier slowed down a little more and gave us the order, to fly out of the hangar. He also let me handle all the procedures.
“Tower, this is Mole 05, asking for permission, to undo-ck.” I ask trough, the comms.
“Permission granted Mole 05, have a nice flight.” We get, the reply.
And we are ready, I slowly increase, the engine power, and begin, to turn around our ship, just as slowly leaving, the hangar, while going, trough the yellow field. Once we are out, I increase the power and head towards the roid field, my radar shows a few more mining vessels leaving, the carrier, and going in the same direction as us.
“Now listen up Jimmy, blast any roid, if you thing or even have the smallest feeling, of it, smashing at us. The ships shields, can handle, the small pieces of asteroids, but nothing bigger, than one fifth, the size, of the Mole. One hit, from such a rid, and we are left, with no shields got it?” Joseph says.
“Got it sir, will blast everything bigger, than a mini car.” Jim answers.
“Now Spike some advice, for you. Don't go straight, into the roid field, let the other miners enter first, and go after them, its a small trick, a little selfish, but it might just save our asses, if anything happens. One you enter after one other miner, you don't have to use your shields, to push all the small roids away, since the one before you has already done that, hehehe.” I get a lesson too.
I do as Joseph advised me, I go into the field, using one of the other miners made path, and it really saves us some shields, once inside, I start scanning, the field, for nice, and big, C class roid, with metal core. And it doesn't take much time, since I had upgraded, the moles scanning software yesterday.
We approach our target, and Jim shaves off, the dirt off of it, this process takes some time, so I scan some more, looking, maybe, for some more, good and profitable roids, since, we get five percent from each haul of the ore.
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Hours later, when that roid finally parts with its crust, it is my turn, by using a special beam module, that locks the roid in place, I begin, to mine its core, with a laser drill. The process is quite simple, the laser drill melts the ore, another specialized beam captures it and separates our needed ore, form any other impurities, jettisoning, them from another special tube, on our side. Well, yeah, while, this process is simple, it gives us good results, because we fill our ore hold, only with the purest quality ore, so efficiently maximizing our gains, still, this process takes quite some time, as we have to melt all the roid core, to process it.
After this, we just repeat it and repeat... looks, like our life will be quite a monotonous one, for some time. And it sure was, mining, mining then some repairs,and back to mining... only, the beauty of space, and the calling of unknown allowed us to continue.
The days were monotonous, but still, time passed, and really we didn't even feel, when almost full two months have passed. One day, Joseph, just came to us, and ordered us to pick all our things, because we will reach our designation in two hours.
When we were about to leave, I still felt a little sad, even, if this place was our home just for a small period of time. As much as I could understand, Jim felt just like I did.
We were waiting in the main hanger, when the carrier jumped out, finally, trough the shields we could see our future home, this time, we will live there for a really long time.
What came into our view, was a big rocky mushroom, around it there were many other structures attached, to one another, sometimes even connecting asteroids one, to another. The size of this structure was impressive, ten times as big, as our carrier. We saw, a shuttle leave one of the docking-bay's of the station, soon it corrected its course a little and began, to fly into our direction.
An hour later, we were flying in that shuttle, to our new home. And our pilot was, this girl with four hands, damn if I wasn't shocked, while seeing her for the first time. It actually was too hard, for us, to speak her name, so she asked us just to call her “Four”.
As the station, was slowly growing on our iluminators, we could see more and more of its details. There were numerous docking bays, many ships were entering and leaving, there even was a section of the station, that was all clear, allowing, to see inside of the station, from the space. As Four later explained to us, it was, the central market of the station, or a trading hub, call it however you want, the meaning was all the same.
We docked inside one of the hangars, its shield was a little greenish, and there were only Four's shuttle there. As it turned out, she was given the duty, to help us out, once we arrive.
“So wanna go party your coming, to Berugia mining and processing station? Or do you want to your rooms and rest like old farts?” And you know, when a girl puts it like that there really is only one way.
So we went, to party, to a club called “Afterlife” (yup, imagine ME afterlife... why? Because its awesome.) pole dancers, bartenders, people of many races and even more appearances were just letting, they're frustration and steam out. Some shady characters were also present, some in more open areas some in private lounges. Four showed a few of them to us, while we were drinking at one of the corner tables.
“See that guy, with a red tattoo on his forehead? That's Jumbo, he has all the kinds of stimulants you might want, the guy in the lounge, left of him, the one all in black combat gear it his big bro – Kufras. That guy, doesn't play with stimulants, but you can get quite a variety of gear, that not really allowed here, from ship parts, to small weapons.” Four showed them to us.
“Are there any information brokers?” I ask curiously.
“There are, but you wont reach most of them, not with your connections, just go to Jumbo, if you want some intel, he will get it for you. For a price of course.”
“I see, so, to our new friendship!” Jim toasts.
It was a good evening, Four brought us to our new rooms, mine and Jim's were next door, to each other. One inside, I just dropped half dead on the bed and instantly went into the blessed sleep world.
As I was out cold, I didn't hear the moans of Four, coming, from Jim's room next door.