Binder Fred
3 rings to bind them all!
The besalisks grins down on her: "Earn it." And then he goes for the *last* tail of the dipped hawk-bat! <which everyone *knows* is the best part >The woman will slap one of Sloor's hand gently, "Save some for us big guy..."
"Weeeell... The spirk I was talking taw didn't seem taw think saw. He was thinking business deal actually -- a re-negawtiatian maybe. Nawble Darga deals a lawt in- human ressawrces apparently." A lifted brow ridge, "You spirks find the slave pens while you were wandering abawt?"Mack gets some food, not bothering to make a pig of himself. [...] "But, if he would rather the agent disappear, we could arrange that, no? That would earn favor."
<Response Darius and/or Mack?>
"Shawcase sawme awf awer talent uh?" He chews a bit on that (and on other, rather tasty, things as well). "Yeah, that might just wawrk!" He turns to Mir, "When's the next qualifier, Sra? And what the frek's a 'rattatak'?" he adds as an afterthought."Otherwise, maybe we should challenge some of his punks for the gladiator arena and get him to bet money on us. That might help win points."
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