C-228: Merchant Freighter Spanial (Docked at Zarg’s World Highport), Common Room

She looks at the card, notes the purple band across it, “Vizierate issued.  Comms and Scan certification.  For sure.”

Oliver notes a slight frown and a stiffening from young Ipan.

Apparently taking his lack of comment on his proposed sleeping facilities as assent she says, “well, welcome to the crew I guess.  You’ve met me and Lia, she’s our back-up pilot as well as Cargo Master.”

She gestures to Ipan, “this is Ipan, he’s our Comm/Scan Officer.

“Prrri’s our mechanic, you met him too.  He’s gone to sleep.  Felline have different body clocks to humans and he keeps his own shifts.

“The rest of the crew are on dock leave at the moment.  I’ll introduce you when they get back.  

“Plus we have a passenger.  Spanial is currently chartered to the Mundo Zargo Trade Bureau and they have an agent aboard.”

Lia says, “I’ll go see if I can put those visitors off, shall I? Though I think their Boss might have an opinion…”

She turns to Lia, “I’m sure she will, and for sure do that.  We’ll be heading out in a couple of Cycles, maybe three.  Might be good for there to be no misunderstandings.

“For now, seeing as Kwint’s away would you mind getting him sorted for accommodations?”