The GCS Corusca was not a particularly great vessel to look at. A Nexus II class haulage ship, most of its interior was taken up by large scale mag-clamp containers, secured to thin rails that dominated its cargo space. The rest of the vessel - and its only crew inhabited section - was the topside bridge and a thin walkway across the ships spine, toward the engines, crew areas running off the side sporadically. However, despite appearances, she was a capable vessel with the right crew. Hoping ardently that the 'right crew' was what he was being sent, Captain Merced of the Boabab Merchant Fleet stood at the rear end of the vessel, checking through the manifests as the two Heavy Lifter Droids finished loading up. He was dressedin a company overall, utility belt fastened around the middle, and a hard-hat atop his head. "One engineer, a pilot..." he mumbled to himself as he read down the crew manifest he had been commed by the companies nearest system agent "...and 'assorted deck hands'. Great." he rolled his eyes, and turned to face the entrance to the dock - time to see just what he would be flying with. A clank behind him took his attention, and Jorhan turned to see the approaching Labour Droid looking more forlorn that usual. It gave a crude thumbs up sign, and sent over the completed inventory take. Around fourty tonnes worth of repair kits, hardly the exciting stuff, would be what they would be shipping out with today. He waved the droid off, and got ready to meet the new crew.