I am Captain Franz of the Million Suns. I am the third owner of this fine vessel. The first was an asteroid mining company, they used it for scouting. The second was some musician I have never heard of - they'd made a tour van out of it, which is why the ship was so trashed when I got it.
I acquired it in exchange for a sizeable ruby, which I had stolen from my mother. The used space ship dealer, Mr. Casey Marigold, was a rather odd fellow, but he didn't ask questions, and he was happy to make a low-profile transaction. Marigold may have figured out my identity, as nobody else on Plutonia could come by such a thing so easily, but he also spent a long time examining the ruby, so perhaps not.
My friend Maxwell says this ship used to be someone's baby. When we first started the engines, he got real excited and shouted, "whoo-ee, she purrs like a kitten!" It's "explorer class 2", whatever that means, but it's really a space yacht with some advanced sensors and defensive upgrades.
Nayla, Max's sister, took interest in the ship as well. She wanted to use it to visit their uncle on Charon, at the university. I thought that sounded nice - I'd never been up there, and I thought we could all use a vacation from Plutonia proper.
Max says he'll gather the appropriate supplies, and we'll take her for a spin out in orbit sometime soon, as soon as he's done checking every nook and cranny and valve and sprocket. I think this might be the first time in my life I've truly looked forward to something.