Captain Masters has turned the rest of this delightful little experience over to me. I'll follow the Captain's orders but let's make one thing clear. I've got more of the First Mate's view of you than his, so don't make any wrong moves, Dong mah? Glad we got that straightened out.
This here is our mule
As you can see she's a nice black color. With eight wheels for added stability, she can make around 23 MPH on land and around 6 in the water. She's got space for around six bodies, plus a thousand pounds of gear. Which comes in handy considering what we can attach to the mount on the back.
The picture speaks for itself I think. This rather intimidating weapon is more than capable of dishing out enough hot lead to end just about anyone or anything's life. Now, you lot won't be touching the big gun, ever. If you do I'll give you a first hand introduction to that new necklace you're wearing.
Captain doesn't want it but fortunately Alliance Brass is less trusting than him. Each of you are now wearing a fancy Alliance shock collar, don't bother trying to remove it, because you can't. Bother to try sets it off anyway. You get out of line, you look at us the wrong way, you do anything that we don't like. ZAP. Enough electricity running through your body to cook an egg. Consider it our safety measure.
Now back to the ship. We've got two shuttles, kind of like the ones you see on old Firefly's, though ours a regulation purple, and armed with a rack of missiles and a single gun. I doubt you'll ever be stepping foot inside them. Just a hunch.
That's about it I suppose, head back to your quarters, or to the training area. Dinner's at six. Welcome to the Vindicator.