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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dr Simon" data-source="post: 4738395" data-attributes="member: 21938">Later:Tribon City Middle Tier, Lison.0100 Earth Standard TimeA strange group sits in a room in a simple business hotel, with a view over the cavern of Tribon's Middle Tier. The room is paid for in Centauri ducats by Raive Timogen, to prevent Quentin Tryce from tracing electronic purchaces."Maybe that strange woman put him down hard when she disrupteed his system," he says, "but a snake like Tryce doesn't survive for as long as he has without a back-up plan."Sarhat and Kevin stand ready for action, keeping an eye on the doors and window. Raive sits on a stack of towels on one end of the bed, stripped to the waist revealing a physique of muscle and sinew mixed with scars, wires and plating. [OOC: I picture a tough but slightly disturbing appearance, like Iggy Pop].Vurk and Sethyk are poking around in his cyberware. Local anasthetic is provided by a bottle of Lurker whiskey and neuronal dampening by Ashley [OOC: it's the opposite to the Pain effect, found in Lurker's Guide to Telepaths]. Raive has been filling in some background on Quentin Tryce."He came from outside, bringing in money and contacts. Set himself up as this kind of information broker, liked to have his nose in everyone's business and then sell secrets to the highest bidder, often the people who wanted to keep the secret. The more money he got, the more cyber he fitted, got this crazy notion about his little 'Nexus' that you saw. He hired me a few times to get him some black market tech, but my main job is bringing in LOX from the surface. Recently he had me running a private contract for him, some little side deal he has going on, hoarding LOX round at Sethyk's." He shrugs, causing consternation for Vurk and Sethyk."I dunno, price of oxygen's going up so I guess he was setting up a bit of speculation, huh? These days, more and more oxygen runners are getting hurt up there, some teams never come back. Dead vac and a landscape like the back end of Hell can do that to you. A guy like me needs patching up, guess I went a bit overboard." He looks at his artificial arm, sadly. "I dunno if I overdid it, or if it was Tryce's control making me crazy." He turns to look at Sethyk. "Did you help him, old friend?""Tchk! No! Not me Raive, trrk." The cascor looks quite alarmed."Must have some other cutter working on me too," says Raive. He seems to take Sethyk's word readily, although in the short time you've known the little alien you've noticed that he tends not to lie. "Seems I upset Alexis too, huh? Kid's got a good heart, but too much baggage. You see her, tell her I'm sorry."Anyway, you people want me to get you some Tal tech?  I charge 20 000 credits plus expenses for a week's work, more if the job takes longer. Now, it's not my business why you want it but if that fella over there, human fighting like a Minbari, ain't a Ranger I'll chop my other hand off. So I figure Sheridan's little empire can afford my price, huh?"</blockquote>

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