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An ongoing story serially posted at the forum for Trese Brother's Games
Set in the world of Star Traders RPG
Written by Travail

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11.

We swung around P9 X245 in a smartly executed orbital insertion that had us lose almost none of our momentum, and allowed us to break around the star and reach orbit at Cadar Prime in mere minutes. Before we finished the slingshot maneuver, I met with my officers at the escape shuttle.

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An ongoing story serially posted at the forum for Trese Brother's Games
Set in the world of Star Traders RPG
Written by Travail

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6.

Took a while, but I got back to Javat Prime, finally. And in a Tiberia Dark, too. Got back to the green, gave the crew leave, and put her in dry dock. I had more credits than some Princes by now. Hell, I had it all: credits, crew, officers, ships, respect. But I kept seeing all those pinched faces I'd left in pillaged ships in the dark of my cabin, and when I closed my eyes. I'd gotten so far from home, and even farther from that kid who'd inherited Da's Vark and couldn't wait to space in it... Felt like I'd lost him somewhere across the countless time between stars, leaving only me.

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An ongoing story serially posted at the forum for Trese Brother's Games
Set in the world of Star Traders RPG
Written by Travail

Trese Brothers Forum

1.

I remember the day Da told me he'd never be spacing again. "Too many rads in the big empty, Trav. Not only does it eat away at ya, it don't stop. But you don't need no dying pap to tell you what to do and what not to, and you don't got enough smarts to stay on a dirtball and marry. What you need is a ship..."