Spinward-Bound & Down

Out in the Estuary cluster, there are two kinds of freight movers. You have the lines. They're safe. Clean. Corporate-backed. And you always know what your paycheck is looking like, no matter what it is you are hauling in the bay, because the Human Resources department made sure that your contract is rock-solid and covers everything. And there isn't an ounce of soul to be found aboard the ship. But rigs? Rigs are dirty. Some of them barely manage to run on their good days, if they have those anymore. Almost all of them are older than the grayest, saltiest graybeard aboard. And the crew are choosing whether they have protein mix or something called meat based solely on what they're willing to haul and how fast they get it where it needs to be. And those sorts of folks? We call them Truckers.