Not Guidelines

“Listen up, you bastards! For the rookies and anyone who’s conveniently forgotten how we do this, here are the rules. Official loot – anything the client or the skipper wants – goes in the BLUE crates. Other loot of military value, in the GREEN crates. Plunder, in the YELLOW crates for distribution by shares, and make sure you’ve tagged it if you want it back, counted against your share. Booze and drugs – and anything that I might find suspicious – in the RED crates. Hiding something from blue, green, or red rates something ‘tween a flogging and a spacing. Hiding anything from the plunder gets you thrown to the tender mercies of the mates you stole it from. Now get movin’! We lift at planet dawn.”

– the supply sergeant of Kurek’s Drinkers,
linobir mercenary company,
paraphrases article X of their charter

Trope-a-Day: Even Evil Has Standards

Even Evil Has Standards: Not in general played any straighter than it is in reality – the dumb and brutal kind of space pirate/raider, in particular, is infamous for atrocities – but seen on occasion.  A lot of Renegades, even the gone-plain-and-simple-evil ones, still have their instincts and culture programming, and as such tend to avoid slaving and other blatantly choice-stealing, and often adhere to codes circling around the twisted form of mélith that could be summarized as “those who aren’t asking for it shouldn’t get it”.