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Who:- Jay, Dean and all the navigation staff.
Where:- Flight Deck
 
“Ok..” Jay said to Dean, the two of them in Jay’s
office. “Let’s go break the news”
“Do we have to?” Dean asked “I mean cant
we just pretend nothings happened?”
“No”
“Ohhh….”
 
Jay and Dean left the office and walked out onto the flight
deck, Jay stopped up onto a cargo crate Dean stood beside him, to address the
crew.
“Good after,,,,,” Jay said not finishing his
greeting “Keats..helllo!!” he said, trying to get the attention of
the pilot who was at the moment swigging from his hip flask and staring at
Amber’s chest.
“Huh?!” Keats replied, looking up at Jay then
slowly his eyes found they’re way back to Cleavages’ cleavage
“Yeah…” Jay surrendered. ”Ok..we
have a budget crisis, sacrifices are gonna need to be made”
“Crisis?” Lomaz piped from the back somewhere “What
kind of crisis?”
“Jay signed over all our mon..” Dean started, before
Jay clamped his mouth shut
“Due to an administrative error” said Jay “The
navigation department’s budget has been signed over to psychiatry”
“What?” Kara asked “What does that mean”
“It means we have no money for anything…no fuel,
no maintenance, no orbital taxes, no crunchie  bars in the vending
machines”
“NO CRUNCHIE BARS?!” Efof screamed “NOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!”
he dropped to his knees, Rio comforting him.
“And no salaries..”
“WHU?!”
“No salaries….which means until further notice I’m
gonna have to give you all unpaid leave, as of this moment there are NO flights
in or off of this ship….”
“But..surely letting ships on means they pay us
boarding tax we can let em land and never take off til we make profit again!?”
“You really want Cerebrum getting more than he’s
already getting?!”
“Good point….”
Keats suddenly turned his head away from Amber
“Sorry…what?!” he asked
 
 
<any navvie’s who wanna post they’re reaction
to being effectively jobless post away but worry not Jay and Dean have a plan>