Paranoia aside, Zasz was not entirely certain on how this mangled mess of a ship before him could still have a functioning distress beacon to begin with. Even from just a visual assessment of the hull, if anyone had a wish to be saved from whatever mayhem had occurred they were likely left quite disappointed. The craft looked as though it had almost been torn apart from the inside out. In this Zasz weighed a few options. "If that hunk of metal is full of corpses, I'm going to regret picking it up even if it's a haul in parts." That said with a quickly followed sigh of inevitability, Zasz flew the Greenhouse into closer proximity.
If anything, he was quite a frugal man.
Searching the ID given by the automated message brought up an image of the Diem Vuong prior to its violent end, labeled a civilian class vessel for personal entertainment. Having a scoff at the idea, Zasz had a hard time believing that an "entertainment" starship this far out in the void just happened to run into the wrong kind of trouble. His own aging clunker had a similar sort of classification in its registrar, that did not make it accurate. One day the very same fate could befall the Greenhouse as the Diem Vuong, not that Zasz thought himself a fool enough to let that happen, but few probably did until the moment of. Were his long range diagnostic equipment up to date, he'd have taken a look for life signs, but this ship already had issues with the power grid, and the last problem he needed were all crucial containment systems being tripped from running a bloody scan.
The Greenhouse orbited the wreckage ominously while Zasz prepped to take on board most of what he could in one go. There was the chance that this was all bait from whoever, or whatever had done this in the first place. Zasz recognized this and in the end gave a fuck all sort of attitude towards the situation. He'd come out of his way to do this, so he might as well see the endeavor through for what minimal gains he was probably going to get out of it; if anyone wanted to lay a trap for Zasz, they were picking their battles poorly. Targeting what remained of what he figured was someone's less than scrupulous smuggling cruiser, he flicked the switch to bring his tractor beam online, letting out another exasperated groan as his concerns over the energy pull manifested once more. What few lights that were on dimmed, Zasz having his ocular implant keep a careful eye on critical systems for any loss of power. Nothing failed, but it never hurt to err on the side of caution.
While not visible the beam's radius took hold of the most sizable clump of scrap and whatever else was in its immediate vicinity, and after only a few moments did it begin to move. Slowly but surely, the Diem Vuong lurched towards the substantially larger vessel, hanger bay doors opening like an abyssal maw to devour a small lump of credits to fuel a psychopath's sick fantasies. The process proceeded with static efficiency despite concerns. In an honest worry, Zasz had only ever used the tractor device one before as a test, so the fact that the other ship was safely tucked away in the docking bay and did not collide against his own hull was another minor victory to chalk up.
Disengaging the beam, Zasz wasted no time in diverting the power to the engines and setting a spacial jump immediately. What risk there had been in this venture, certainly there was more so in sticking around after the fact. On an automated course, did the Greenhouse turn its nose from what paltry remains were of the Diem Vuong's graveyard -- like an antiquated automotive vehicle, it lurched forward briefly before a tear tore in the fabric of space and they were gone.
In the slip stream now Zasz unseated himself from the captain's chair and took hold of his helmet, firmly securing it over a face that few have or ever will see. In his completely controlled system all of his suit notifications popped up in his HUD and were swiftly closed as he made the trek out of the control room. There were only two ways down the hanger, either through the maintenance entrance on the bottom floor, or with the service elevator which hit every level of the ship. There was little reason for mobility in a place that had been designed to keep people in a single place. The less access there was to be had, the easier a time the jailor had in shutting down any escape.
Zasz Fenris did not know what he might find within the carnage he had only viewed from a distance. Hopefully, a few parts he could use; what was more likely, was everything would be far too damaged and he'd have to sift through a mess of bodies in the process before venting the entire mess back in to space. The middle ground was the same, only without the strewn about death. Actually, the worst would be if something was still alive, hostile or not. There was only one way to get on the Greenhouse, with a substantial amount of credits in hand, or a collar around the neck. This was his kingdom, his garden, and anyone that had the potential to ruin that was in for a less than copacetic relationship with the slaver.
Riding the elevator down to the hanger was a short trip, and with the door opening he'd get a first hand glimpse of his claim as soon as the lighting in the room flashed on. "Well, this looks promising" Sarcasm, would be dripping if not for vocal filters changing his tone to that of a monotonous drawl. Plugged into the communications through his suit, Zasz opened a line for the room. "To the wreckage of the Diem Vuong, I have picked up your ship from the distress call sent out. If anyone is alive, stay where you are with your hands up. I'm coming aboard." Cutting the signal off, he shook his head at the chance of survivors, but he'd rather give a fright to anyone lying in wait if they happened to be than have them think he was walking in unprepared. "That's if I can even find an easy way in though." The large mass along with the paltry scraps accompanying it had been unceremoniously dropped on to the bay floor, openings from this angle were all a bit of a climb.
If anything, he was quite a frugal man.
Searching the ID given by the automated message brought up an image of the Diem Vuong prior to its violent end, labeled a civilian class vessel for personal entertainment. Having a scoff at the idea, Zasz had a hard time believing that an "entertainment" starship this far out in the void just happened to run into the wrong kind of trouble. His own aging clunker had a similar sort of classification in its registrar, that did not make it accurate. One day the very same fate could befall the Greenhouse as the Diem Vuong, not that Zasz thought himself a fool enough to let that happen, but few probably did until the moment of. Were his long range diagnostic equipment up to date, he'd have taken a look for life signs, but this ship already had issues with the power grid, and the last problem he needed were all crucial containment systems being tripped from running a bloody scan.
The Greenhouse orbited the wreckage ominously while Zasz prepped to take on board most of what he could in one go. There was the chance that this was all bait from whoever, or whatever had done this in the first place. Zasz recognized this and in the end gave a fuck all sort of attitude towards the situation. He'd come out of his way to do this, so he might as well see the endeavor through for what minimal gains he was probably going to get out of it; if anyone wanted to lay a trap for Zasz, they were picking their battles poorly. Targeting what remained of what he figured was someone's less than scrupulous smuggling cruiser, he flicked the switch to bring his tractor beam online, letting out another exasperated groan as his concerns over the energy pull manifested once more. What few lights that were on dimmed, Zasz having his ocular implant keep a careful eye on critical systems for any loss of power. Nothing failed, but it never hurt to err on the side of caution.
While not visible the beam's radius took hold of the most sizable clump of scrap and whatever else was in its immediate vicinity, and after only a few moments did it begin to move. Slowly but surely, the Diem Vuong lurched towards the substantially larger vessel, hanger bay doors opening like an abyssal maw to devour a small lump of credits to fuel a psychopath's sick fantasies. The process proceeded with static efficiency despite concerns. In an honest worry, Zasz had only ever used the tractor device one before as a test, so the fact that the other ship was safely tucked away in the docking bay and did not collide against his own hull was another minor victory to chalk up.
Disengaging the beam, Zasz wasted no time in diverting the power to the engines and setting a spacial jump immediately. What risk there had been in this venture, certainly there was more so in sticking around after the fact. On an automated course, did the Greenhouse turn its nose from what paltry remains were of the Diem Vuong's graveyard -- like an antiquated automotive vehicle, it lurched forward briefly before a tear tore in the fabric of space and they were gone.
In the slip stream now Zasz unseated himself from the captain's chair and took hold of his helmet, firmly securing it over a face that few have or ever will see. In his completely controlled system all of his suit notifications popped up in his HUD and were swiftly closed as he made the trek out of the control room. There were only two ways down the hanger, either through the maintenance entrance on the bottom floor, or with the service elevator which hit every level of the ship. There was little reason for mobility in a place that had been designed to keep people in a single place. The less access there was to be had, the easier a time the jailor had in shutting down any escape.
Zasz Fenris did not know what he might find within the carnage he had only viewed from a distance. Hopefully, a few parts he could use; what was more likely, was everything would be far too damaged and he'd have to sift through a mess of bodies in the process before venting the entire mess back in to space. The middle ground was the same, only without the strewn about death. Actually, the worst would be if something was still alive, hostile or not. There was only one way to get on the Greenhouse, with a substantial amount of credits in hand, or a collar around the neck. This was his kingdom, his garden, and anyone that had the potential to ruin that was in for a less than copacetic relationship with the slaver.
Riding the elevator down to the hanger was a short trip, and with the door opening he'd get a first hand glimpse of his claim as soon as the lighting in the room flashed on. "Well, this looks promising" Sarcasm, would be dripping if not for vocal filters changing his tone to that of a monotonous drawl. Plugged into the communications through his suit, Zasz opened a line for the room. "To the wreckage of the Diem Vuong, I have picked up your ship from the distress call sent out. If anyone is alive, stay where you are with your hands up. I'm coming aboard." Cutting the signal off, he shook his head at the chance of survivors, but he'd rather give a fright to anyone lying in wait if they happened to be than have them think he was walking in unprepared. "That's if I can even find an easy way in though." The large mass along with the paltry scraps accompanying it had been unceremoniously dropped on to the bay floor, openings from this angle were all a bit of a climb.
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