Public 1st Intergalactic Spacer's Day! (Open)

[Mya Jesel]

Across the galaxy, on one of the undoubtedly many channels dedicated to news and political speeches from across the galaxy, an image of a middle-aged, but still scarlet-haired Mya Jesel would display, standing on a podium amidst a parade along the waterfront docks of the remote and mostly overlooked moon of Susefvi. She holds a datapad and the crowds watch her in silence, while a parade stands waiting next to the podium, with bands and floats and flags. Music echoed around the scene before going quiet as Mya, President of the Sovereign Susefvi Republic and current Chairperson of the Rimward Trade League Council began to speak:

Hello, galaxy! We're so glad you could join us today, the first holiday dedicated by the Rimward Trade League, and one we think is long overdue in the galaxy! We celebrate military victories, government establishments, planetary colonization dates, and a hundred other days, but we overlook the very people who spend their lives working to make these possible. The humble spacer, often overlooked, forgotten, or derided as spacer trash, they work long hours in a dangerous job for very little pay. Yet without them, the entire galactic economy would collapse. They are the backbone of our interstellar society, not our governments, not our militaries, not our religious ideas. All three of those could disappear from the galaxy and the spacer's would make sure we could go on living our lives much as we currently do.

So, today, let's take time to thank a spacer. Celebrate what they do for us and remember those who have been killed by the countless hazards that fill our space-lanes- everything from mechanical failure, asteroids, meteor showers, hyperspace uncertainties, supernovas, pirates, and blockades. But also celebrate the ones you know! Give them a thanks and ask them about their job! Space is the beautiful equalizer in our galaxy and ties all of us together! We can have crystal tableware from Alderaan, digital tech from Corellia, wood carvings from Imynusoph, legal spice from Sevaracos --There was a pause for laughter among the crowd after that one-- and so much more! Together, our lives are richer and better than they are divided.

Welcome then, friends, comrades, spacers, and friends I have not yet met, to the first intergalactic spacer's day! Let the festivities commence and remember to thank a spacer!
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Mya waited for several minutes, talking to the assembled dignitaries and people of note, especially representatives from the Merchant-Marine Academy and Intergalactic Merchant-Captain's Guild, before stepping off the platform. Around her, the parade streamed past to the cheers and shouts of the crowds. Massive floats designed to look like spaceships and iconic trade destinations, others celebrating local holonet characters and the like. Confetti fluttered through the air and music echoed through the close-set streets of Yumfla's waterfront district. Usually considered the seedier side of things, Susefvi had invested heavily in getting it cleaned up, renovated, and ensured it met safety standards. The seedy element was still there, but they'd brokered a deal. Make it look nice for the parade and be the heroes of the day for being the local spacer's community.

Which they were! Free traders, tramp freighter crews, smugglers. But they knew how to throw a good parade, even a family-friendly one. Mya grinned as her assistant came up to her and nodded.

"Broadcast went galactic, so everyone has the chance to have seen it," the Nautolan said with a wide smile. "And the Merchant-Captain's Guild is reporting success at their own celebrations all across the galaxy. Not as big as life day yet, but we're getting there."

"Brilliant!" Mya said, clapping the younger woman on the shoulder, "Now let's go get some fried nuts and dip them in sugar, because being unhealthy is what holidays are all about."

Meanwhile, the festivities continued, with many of the trading companies opening their ships for visitors along the spaceport district, including one of the Tillian's renovated Venators, festival games, loads of street-vendors, and many of the same spacers hawking their own wares from across the galaxy, at only a slight mark-up of course. Across the galaxy, the Merchant-Captain's Guild were holding festivities of their own, everywhere there was a Guildhouse with the resources and desires to do so.

Spoiler: OOC

Feel free to be part of the festivities on Susefvi or describe the local customs and festivities elsewhere!

 

[Arryn Jhanson]

Intergalactic Spacers Day Festival, Susefvi.
Mya Jesel + Other Spacers!
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Ajay wandered the open markets surrounded by the sounds of celebrations, cheers and wide-spread chatter of the good folk of Susefvi as the Capital held the first real holiday Arryn could get behind. All around him were stalls where merchants were trading their goods, sales of all sorts of technology and products from various sectors and worlds of the Outer Rim Territories.

Truthfully life had been a little less than riveting lately, Ajay taking on many odd jobs to get by, however, none of the work had really taken him by storm or been at all significant, let alone exciting. His pockets felt a little too light for his liking and The "NOMAD" Heavy Freighter was looking a little neglected, requiring some repairs and general maintenance that he just hadn't had the time to get around to. Thus he had come to Susefvi, needing some downtime and seeking something...-more.

Much like how his days had felt lately, there was nothing really distinguishable from the man's attire. His clothes were worn and a little dirty, hands blackened from recent grease of his last job but otherwise, he fit in perfectly with the locals, seen in blue loose-cut jeans, a light brown shirt with a darker leather vest atop. At his side, naturally, he held his M1 Aegis Blaster Pistol holstered for the usual trouble that could often come with any sort of large sum of credits being in a single place out there in the Rim. His demeanour would appear relaxed, perhaps a little too much so as he walked the street, pushing his way through the crowds and searching for signs of a good bargain on new tools for his trade.

 

[Jira Shav'al <inactive>]

Intergalactic Spacers Day Festival, Susefvi Orbit

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"Orbital Control, Fickle Star," Jira spoke after opening the communications channel to the orbital waystation she had been assigned by system control.

"Fickle Star, this is Orbital Control. Go ahead." Came the response after only a moment.

"We are approaching under power, ready to initiate docking procedures." She sent over the necessary data pertaining to their origin, their cargo, and their crew roster.

"Excellent, we have you on our screens. You are assigned to berth Besh Forty-Seven Spinward. I'm sending over the nav points."

"We see them..." Jira replied as the nav points came up on the screen.

"Don't deviate from the nav points, we're especially busy today." Then, belatedly. "Oh, and Happy Intergalactic Spacers Day."

"Thank you," Jira replied, grinning. It seemed a bit silly, but the fact that the holiday simply existed made her happy. "I'll be sending over something for your shift out of my ship's account. I hope you have a Happy Intergalactic Spacers day as well."

"Wow, that's especially kind of you Captain." The controller sounded surprised and pleased.

"Least I can do. Where would we be if you controllers weren't around to keep us in line?" She chuckled at her own joke, she couldn't help it.

"Well it is much appreciated, you have a good time in port."

"Will do. Fickle Star out."

Jira pressed the stud that closed the comm link and sat back into the command chair.

"Czerkin, bring us in on the nav points and try not to scare them too much." She grinned at her pilot and navigator, who nodded.

"I guess I can try." She shot a wink back at Jira, who snorted and keyed open another comm.

"Tomsth, we will be docking soon. You should have clearance now to set pick up for our cargo. Hold off on picking new, though. I want to give the crew time to enjoy the celebrations before heading back into the deep."

"Aye Cap'n." Jira could tell the man was smiling. Possibly had already started celebrating, which was fine. The man was overly competent, even when buzzed and wasn't in charge of any machinery.

Jira keyed that line closed as well, then sat back as her ship moved toward the station and docked.

 

[Mya Jesel]

Arryn Jhanson Jira Shav'al <inactive>

Mya let the rest of the delegation fade away into the crowds, their own roles finished for the day as the parade streamed through the main thoroughfare. Shouts, a dozen different types of music, whistles, and air horns echoed through the air, as Mya ducked aside, followed only by one of her bodyguards to a side street thronged with vendors. Rich aromas of fried food and sugars wafted out of it and she wandered through it, pausing to stop at each stall and talk with the vendor, shaking hands and asking questions about their business.

She noticed someone walking through the street. Old jeans, grease-stained, and a pistol at the side. She could almost guess he was a spacer, and perhaps a little down on his luck.

"Hey, you hungry!" Mya called over to him, waving a hand to invite him over. It was some sort of fried sugary bread from out towards Kathol that she wasn't familiar with, but she thought she would give it a try. "Want something? I know ship grub isn't that great." Mya turned back to the vendor and held up three fingers, pulling out a handful of talons. She thought about it for a moment and then made a mental note to assess a new currency, but saved it for later, counting out the proper amount and handing them to the vendor. If the spacer didn't want one, she would just eat two!

The idea was appealing, as her breakfast had been very small and rushed that day, unfortunately. There had just been too much to do and remember in the morning that she barely had a chance to eat. The thought made her stomach rumble and she gave an embarrassed smile to the vendor. "Smells amazing."