Emrayur III - Moon 1 - Royal Amarr Institute School
The station was not built for them. Automated cranes moved ships into and out of dock. Pneumatic tubes conveyed small items to the ships while robotic walkers conveyed larger ship modules, and tons of minerals or ores.
The new crew were forced to approach the docked frigate by a series of narrow corridors and catwalks, facing only the darkness between them and the bulkhead of the station.
Danny was on his second tour. The rest of the crew were new. That made him the crew's leader. He wasn't the captain though, that would be the capsuleer.
Danny had served with an all crewed ship during his first tour. He had heard many rumors and stories about capsuleers, but he was going to give the captain plenty of slack, and not assume that any rumors were true.
All with the list of his crew members, he had received a dossier on the capsuleer captain that he would be serving. There were not that many women capsuleers but she was one of them. Too liberal for the Amarr elite, she had made some rather unpopular proposals, and been caught in some kind of indiscretion, but what exactly she'd done wasn't clear to Danny.
They reached the crew access hatch of the Impairor. Frigates were only crewed with 8-10 crew members. Battleships had 50-60 serving on-board. Then there were the capital ships, where hundreds, or even upwards of a 1000 crew members served, or so the story was told.
He stopped at the hatch, turning back to the others. There were two weapons techs, a defensive systems specialist, capacitor management specialist, propulsion tech, warp tech, target acquisition specialist, environmental systems tech, scanning tech and himself. He hadn't gotten to know any of them yet.
"A couple notes before we board. This is a capsuleer support tour of duty. I want your instrument reports and data relayed through the system rather than by word of mouth. Our captain is Vanessa Cardenas, a new capsuleer. The Impairor will be our temporary home until we've put in the time to acquire an upgraded frigate. Don't expect to be in a Battleship by next Sunday. The captain needs access to our reports and awareness of our capabilities, and she needs it promptly. This goes especially for armor and shield techs. Any questions?"
"How long till we're out of this mess?" a black haired man at the back said.
"Give it 3 years, crew. It goes faster than you'd think."
Danny punched the red button on the ship's hatch release panel. The standard computer voice: Aura, responded. "Access granted. You may board now."
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