Intro

It was all dark, but the stars shone through. Another five hours before you could even get a glimpse of the planet being headed for. Fortunately the Skylancer’s position wasn’t too far from that location. Sometimes a quick off-planet job could take weeks or months. Fortunately this one was just a two day round trip. 

But, locating the third party dealer might be another thing in itself, risking something more than just time. 

The lights were off in the ship. As she preferred. The only lights coming from the multi-hued controls panel. They stayed on because of people who sued the manufacturers. 

Besides that, Ginger didn’t need the controls, the onboard pilot/mastermind controls the ship. He speaks to her and is also teaching a class on advanced logarithms at this moment in time. 

Clyde, she calls it. He keeps her company and pushes her in the right direction, as always. Though she’s always had the idea that he could have solved all of her problems from the beginning and paid for us to live like royalty, if only she’d asked. 

But she never did. 

Therefore she is now on her way to the planet Caldran to meet a few Bolrags so they can hand over some money to help with the making of a very important invention that her good friend, and partner in crime, have dreamt up to save the universe. 

“Partners in crime” is only a joke between the two of them. Both of their lives, unspoken as of yet, ended on an agreement to put down arms, back out of the life of crime and start a new one, bringing peace and order to the universe. A literal universal solvent for their problems and the problems of others. 

This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.

Landing on the planet was difficult as we had failed to get the initial coordinates for correspondence with the Bolrags and had ended up landing in the biggest slums this side of Arrachis (A large planet seating most royalty, along with boasting the highest prices anyone has ever heard of). Oh well, the price you have to pay for black market bargains. 

She nearly got mugged before she stepped out of the ship, but I had found a closer parking lot while being a safer walk as well.

Getting out and scanning the area, she set out down the streets to find the Bolrags. The one looked for was named Yanku, a usual name for a Bolrag, but an unusual location. She had met him in Xenobia and he had helped her out financially getting off on the right foot when things needed to change. 

Somewhere along the way she had found the roof tops a lot safer. Nearly unfortunate that we had arrived on the dark side of the planet, merely bad timing. But darkness doesn’t phase her, usually it’s just another variable the usual lurking predator didn’t expect was under her control. 

So the rooftops kept her from getting into trouble. She really didn’t like to fight if She didn’t have to; because now, fights she don’t look for. 

The rooftops took her to the actual entrance of Yanku’s location and one Bolrag was even standing there watching the streets waiting. 

She stood next to the ledge and looked down alongside him. “Waiting for someone?” She asked in her smooth Feline voice. 

He jumped back and tried to play it off looking cool. “No.” He said quickly. “Uh, I mean yeah. Aren’t you Ginger? That Feline the boss is hunting?”

“Hmm. I didn’t think of it that way. But I guess so. He has his end of a bargain to keep up.”

He gave a quick jab as if he could disarm her, but she slid her arm over and slapped him on the back of the neck, flexing a claw or two. “Why don’t you take me to your boss and let him know that you’ve welcomed me nicely to have a nice and fair deal with him. And yes, my name is Ginger, the Feline.”