Name: Σ-9QP1-KR23-LMJX-01P3 Arnold.
Designated Sex: Male
Conversational Programming: Chatty, Flirty
Your new workplace! Your new home! An island in the ocean of space! A fortified castle in the middle of the lawless wilderness!The emergency travel pod (SRC couldn't afford you a liner ticket) docks within the station's cargo bay and you disembark.
The station is in the state of slight disrepair. You quickly connect your fingers to the computer interface and it gives you summary of the status... and everything's seems in order? Then again, it is corporate software we're talking about.
You log into the sensor software and there's not a single ping of impulse drive within range. No wonder; the system at which edge's you're located, Beta Carotenii, while a main sequence orange star with Sol-like parameters, has only a singular, hot gas giant orbiting it.
Besides a science satellite in high orbit of said giant and sending out periodic survey data, there's no signs of civilization - except your outpost, of course. A quartet of Jump Gates, relatively close to each other, is present in the system, but the traffic is low.
It might be hours, days, or even weeks (hopefully not) until you get your first customer - if they're interested in drinking and not just automated refuelling, that's it.
What do you do?
A) Do maintenance on the station software.
B) Do a cleanup of station sections and the bar.
C) Explore your mind and body.
D) Read the database entries on synthols and bartending topics.
E) Read about your work contract and the economics of synthol sales.
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