fandomtownies | Fly By Night, Thursday afternoon

Ivanova headed for the waterfront. She hadn't talked to Jack since Zathras had picked her up (late) for the break, and was concerned as to the status of her employment. She reached Fly By Night to discover that there was no more Fly by Night. Where the floating dock and Grumman had been was only two iron rings set into rocks at the shore. All that remained of the ramshackle builing itself was a clear spot on the ground and a neat stack of boards leaning against the nearest building. She stopped dead.

"Jack?" she called automatically, knowing that it was totally useless. A bright orange something dangling from the stacked boards caught her eye and she approached cautiously to discover a waterproof message bag. She untied it and opened it. A fat envelope fell out that turned out to contain a few bills and a note.

Ivanova,
Couldn't get through to your voicemail. I had to head out - a buddy of mine had some work for me, and business was a bit too slow in Fandom to pay the bills. Here's what I owe you as near as I can figure. We didn't exactly work out a pay scale. Keep out of trouble.

Jack

Ivanova blinked. Well, that settled the issue of employment. Looks like she was going to have to find another job. And she had really liked Jack, too.

[[Jack-mun is going through a rough stretch so decided to move on from Fandom. I have no clue if she contacted the mods or not. I only know because I ran into her at the mall.]]