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DAY 80 (mon) cont ...

The first thing Kirk did when he got a moment to himself was write up some notes on what was needed
done on the Aeroshuttle.

''
[ ]Adapt kirk alpha 1 to incorporate auto removal of any weaponry or additional items that were not carried onto the
   ship or are not authorised by me.
[ ]Fix shields
[ ]Get power core upgraded and engines (probably tied together)
[ ]Improve weapons
[ ]Fix hull plating
[ ]Increase replicator limit, if possible.
[ ]Add protocols to kirk alpha 1 to auto protect the ship if we leave it.
[ ]Find out from Chakotay what resources are available.
''

Meanwhile, rather concerned about finding herself a place on Voyager Mieon started enquiring how she could get
some firearms training. She located Kirk by asking the computer and after talking to him went and discussed things
with Chakotay. He decided to attach her to the Aeroshuttle crew as an 'Envoy' under Ensign Kirk's command.

Kirk decided to go along with the Deck Six Armoury schedule until such time as he drew up his own. This allowed
them to go along to holodeck training.

During this day they were told that Telek R'mor of the, Romulan Astrophysical Academy was due to leave, back
down the worm hole he had come from and that this was the last chance to send some messages home.
Mieon had nothing to say to anyone back in the Alpha Quadrant.
Kirk's letter was to the point, but uninspired, along the lines of,
'Hi mum and dad! Not dead. All going fine.'

Whether this message was to get back to his folks, or anyone's folks, they would never know, but R'mor said
he would do his best.

After getting off shift, Kirk and Mieon met again at Sandrine's, the holodeck bar that Lt Paris was running
most evenings. Paris took an instant interest in Mioen and talked to her as much as he could.

Kirk had asked her to keep an eye out for B'Elanna Torres, the Chief Engineer, so when she arrived Mieon tried
a bit of the old charm. Torres was more interested in talking about wormholes with Ensign Kim though.

Kirk and Mieon went back to their respective cabins at 2000 hours.

DAY 81 (tue)

At 0700 hours Ensign Kirk and 'Envoy' Mieon reported for duty at the D6A. Mieon held the equivalent rank of
Crewman so basically anyone could order her around.

There was firearms training, then Kirk reported to Chakotay and they put together a crew for the Aeroshuttle.

The crew would be as follows:

Ensign Kirk - Aeroshuttle captain
Crewman Sandra Paterson - Pilot. While not a skilled pilot Paterson would be taking intensive training courses.
              There was a real pilot shortage onboard - hence the use of Noxus previously. However
              the cardassian was tired of being a target for beatings from the Maquis portion of the
              crew and was laying low in his cabin, rarely coming out.
Crewman Dell        - Engineering.
Crewman James Rumbleton - Science station and trainee medic. Rumbleton would be taking the science station on board
              and due to the other skills shortage on board would train as a medic.
Envoy Mieon        - Operations. While not familiar with Starfleet regs, Mioen knew her way around a console and
              was competent enough with comms and sensors.

Chakotay briefed Kirk on the Aeroshuttle's first official mission in its new role. While he encouraged Kirk to use
his initiative and to a certain extent select his own missions when not required to do anything specific for Voyager
he pointed out that they were passing a star system known as Rivo and that its inhabitants were known to be sufficiently
advanced to have shield technology. He suggested Kirk might be able to trade there to get one for the 'shuttle.

The 'shuttle was not only unshielded but painfully slow, so they started getting ready to go as fast as they could.
Details of the Rivo system below:

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The system of Rivo has two main populated planets : Rivo-2, home to the Burung Mera and Rivo-3 the
planet of the Babi-Ijo.

Rivo-2
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Known Locally as 'Ruma Burung'. Population: 3 billion. Tech : Warp, Transporter, Replicator

This is a small M class planet, about half the size of earth. It has low gravity, but a stable atmosphere.
It is mainly forests and mountains. The planet is almost totally covered in trees and rather than concentrated
cities, the planet is covered in endless treetop villages.

The dominant species of Rivo-2 are the Burung Mera, a race of plump feathered avian humanoids. The gravity
on Rivo-2 is light, about the same as the Earth's moon, so it is an easy place for the BM to fly in.

They are aggressive in their nature but apart from the long running war with the Babi-Ijo they are not
by nature war like.

Most of the technology of the regional species is not their own, but discovered in archeological sights
of an ancient and dead race. It is thought this race died out when the Babi-Ijo ate them all.
Their is some evidence to support this.

Burung Mera recognise each other via plumage and non-language skwaks. Humans are in essence faceless
to them. They can recognise individuals of other races via their voices, but this is nullified when
using the universal translator. With more than a few people to deal with it is best to wear different
colours to avoid confusion, assuming their are no obviously visible differences such as size.


Rivo-3
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Known Locally as 'Ruma Babi'. Population: 45 billion. Tech : Warp, Replicator (Low level)

The Babi-Ijo are a war like, lazy, gluttonous race of pig faced humanoids. They enjoy eating so much
they often resort to cannibalism and will eat any other species they can catch.

The planet is mostly barren desert, with vast cities that gather around the small seas and salt water
lakes around the planets equator. The planet is a large ball of rock, it has no iron core, but it is
far enough away from the star of Rivo to not suffer too much from the solar winds.

However, species not local to the planet should take precautions against radiation.

As the planet has no plate movement, there are never any earthquakes or volcanoes. This has meant that
the Babi-Ijo build perilously tall skyscrapers.

The Babi-Ijo are lazy and corrupt. Graft is endemic in all industries and professions.

They use a currency based on food. The planet is made up of 12 different nations that are federated
into one planetary wide empire. Each nation has its own currency but these are prone to hyper inflation
and pretty much worthless. Food stamps though are used for most trading and are stable, as each stamp
can be traded for a meal.

The Babi-Ijo store food in buildings much like a bank. Each food bank is shielded with a strong forcefield
that prevents transporting and heavily guarded with robots and mercenaries. This is to prevent local
criminal gangs from stealing food and food stamps.

Many food items are rare and are traded for huge amounts.

Babi-Ijo recognise each other by smell and thus all members of a humanoid species look much the same
to them so using scent as a disguise is a viable option. They do not see colours and cannot focus.
This makes them terrible shots, so weapons fired by Babi-Ijo usually have (unreliable!) auto-aiming.

The 17th Rivo War
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The two planets of the Rivo system are currently at war. The Babi-Ijo are winning and have almost
succeeded in completely blockading the Burung Mera planet and moons.

The Babi-Ijo are too lazy to fight themselves and build endless armies of robots and hire mercenaries,
mainly Kazons and Norlots.

The Burung Mera favour suicide attacks, and are expert bomb makers, often implanting bombs inside their
own bodies.

Since the Burung Mera have recently developed transporter technology the Babi-Ijo have bought forcefield
tech from out system to counter it.

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Dell started putting together as much data as he could on the planets in it and ran search algorithms
on key words such as 'shield'.

Research was done on weapons that might be traded, but it was decided that this might not be such a good
idea and probably run foul of the Prime Directive.

Instead they replicated 20kg of various exotic spices for trade.

As the ship's day rolled around to 0000 hours, Kirk and Dell went over forcefield protocols for the
'shuttle and Mieon read up on Babi-Ijo culture.

DAY 82 (wed)

The Aeroshuttle launched from Voyager at 0800 ship's time. Crewman Paterson managed to keep things under
control despite her minimal amount of training.

At 2000 hours they arrived in system and were hailed by a patrolling Babi-Ijo vessel, a smallish picket
ship.
'Unknown vessel, identify yourself!'
'I am Mieon of the Federation Vessel Aeroshuttle. We are here for .. er .. trading..'
'If you are trading.', grunted the Kazon mercenary at the other end, 'Then follow this route we are transmitting
to you.'

The route lead to a base on a moon orbiting the Babi-Ijo home planet. They docked in one of many hangers and filled
in the required paperwork. There was some confusion over 'System of Origin' since they were from the other side
of the galaxy.
Talking to the robotic harbourmaster and sending through their ships logs eventually got them permission to trade
at the base.
'Patching you through to the MTT system now.', said the robotic voice and their computers were given permission
to use the bases trading system.

Kirk put together ten trades of 1/2 gram samples of spices and set the price at 350 FS (food stamps). About the
same price as a pair of shoes. He had no takers though.

After that they took a look at what shield systems were for sale. What was cleared for civilian use seemed to
be total rubbish. Prices ranged from 50,000 FS to 2 million. All were too big to be fitted into the AS.

They waited two hours, but there was no interest in the spices so Kirk decided to take a walk around the public
market that was in the centre of the base and took Mieon and Dell with him.

As they left the hangar a robotic security guard told them they could only take pistols beyond this point
so Kirk had to leave his trusty phase rifle behind.

The market had shops surrounding it, mostly small affairs built into the bulkheads. One took their interest,
'Madame Swankee's Exotic Alien Emporium'.

It was run by a, frankly, fat and ugly Babi-Ijo woman.
'Head towards the ship yards if you are after shields.', she shorted, but she did admit she would be interested
in sampling some of their 'alien' spices.

Saffron she said she might buy, vanilla she didn't like, cardamom was ok, but cloves and cinnamon she thought was
horrible. Thinking these people probably went in for strong flavours he went back to the AS and replicated ten
samples of the hottest chilies on the replicator system.

On his return she tried the Savina Jalapeno, which she liked a lot. The next one was even hotter, but she had
some kind of allergic reaction to it. As she frothed at the mouth and gagged Kirk sedated her with his
Medical Tricorder.

Mieon rushed out and brought back a security robot with her.
'Can you do anything for her?', she pleaded.
'I am a security robot madam.'
'Can't you call someone?'
'Does this woman have insurance?'
With the last of her strength Mrs Swankee reached into the till and pulled out 2000 FS.
The bot put in a call and five minutes later a medical robot arrived.

Once she was back on her feed, Kirk went back to the AS once more and replicated 10,000 FS and 10kg of
Savina Jalapeno. He gave Swankee 2000 FS to cover her medical bills and a further 500 by way of apology.