Not Bad for a Pirate

Posted: April 11, 2014 by writingsprint in Dubrillion Burning, Science fiction
Tags: , , , ,
Bruno Werneck spaceship concept art

Bruno Werneck spaceship concept art

Post #12 of the “Dubrillion Burning” series

Raffa gave a short, hard sigh. “Great. Something to keep in mind.”

Bowdaar asked if she knew what it might be. Jeana said, “There’s no way to know. At least with Jacer you’re talking about a space port. That’s logistics, transport, staging.”

Risha shook her head. “That’s not it. The front moved forward from Jacer two months ago. There are other space ports more critical now.”

“Let’s move on,” Raffa said. “The five of us aren’t going to figure it out.”

“On that, we agree,” Jeana said.

Risha nodded. “We spoke to the Republic, and they’re staying out. They’re too preoccupied with the war.” She looked at Raffa.

He said, “Tomorrow I’m going to meet with about a dozen spacers who are either here already or on their way. They’ll spread the word to at least a dozen more each. We’re going to start raiding Loyalist space and air forces and helping to bring in supplies to the Rebels. Other than you and Cartog, that’s all the only friends we have.”

“And, present company excepted,” Risha said, nodding to Raffa, “the spacers will be gone when the money runs out.”

“How are you funding them?” Jeana asked.

Raffa said, “Every credit we have. The Drayen treasure, my bounties raiding Imperial shipping, and lines of credit from the grateful worlds of Balmorra and Corellia.” Which he had helped win their freedom from Imperial occupation a year ago.

“Not bad for a pirate,” Vette said.

“He has a good financial advisor,” Risha said. Raffa lifted his glass to her.

Jeana nodded. “It’s a good start. I doubt the Loyalists will see it coming. Pirates hitting them in packs? It’ll be colorful if nothing else.”

Jeana got up. She walked around the table slowly. “At best, let’s say you get thirty ships total. A good little fleet. At most, they do a sortie a day. I don’t know the going rates for privateers, but if you pay them a fat thousand a run, pay for their fuel and ammo, bonuses for kills, call it two thousand… from what I read about the Drayen treasure, I think you can keep them for… a few weeks. A month on the outside.”

“That’s about what we thought,” Raffa said.

Jeana mused, “Gain space superiority, and you’ll gain the upper hand on the ground…”

Raffa took a sip of his drink again. And it would leave him and Risha penniless. He didn’t live large, but he hadn’t lived poor in a long time.

He looked at Risha as she talked to Jeana about the front line. Where he was weighing money, she’d had the weight of a planet on her shoulders for the better part of a year. A year before that, they hadn’t borne anything heavier than the weight of their latest smuggling job, and she’d had his arms around her to help carry that. With Merritt on the far side of the galaxy, she’d been carrying this burden alone. She’d only been able to sleep with meds even before the bombs fell on Jacer and Kilkam.

Raffa bit the inside of his lip. Fuck it. He’d let every last credit go if he had to. He came in poor, he’d go out poor. Sometimes you had to play your cards through to the end.

Advertisements
Comments
  1. The narrative zips along nicely. I’ll have to check out some more and keep coming back.

    Like

  2. A.D. Everard says:

    Nice. Raffa showing good sensitivity, courage and sacrifice. You’ll know he’ll stand by her no matter what.

    Like

    • I’m glad that came through. He loves her, and this is the kind of dedication he has for his friends. That said, he likes to get paid, and seeing all that money going away is going to chafe at him.

      Like

      • A.D. Everard says:

        It comes through very well. It’s a very deliberate decision, so although he will lose that money and it will chafe, it’s not a case of it just happening. He’s very aware and has accepted it (hence, sacrifice). I also like that it is a quiet realization and acceptance. Not just about the money, but about what Risha is going through and how all of this compares to what they did or worried about before. He’s not making a song and dance out of it, he’s just seeing the situation very clearly and making his own decisions about it.

        It adds strength and depth to that character. In passages like that, you meet him (readers, I mean).

        Like

      • (Fist-pumping as I read this. Yes! YES! That’s what I wanted!!!) Putting the story out there as it’s written is like walking a tightrope, but getting this kind of feedback in real time is amazing.

        Like

What do you think?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s