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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dr Simon" data-source="post: 5230029" data-attributes="member: 21938">As the crew of the Fortune find beds for the "night"*, Vector gets in contact with Quaisak. On the small viewscreen of his communicator, the pak'ma'ra shows up as a slightly rotund example of its race, with purplish colouration to its skin."Ah, Mr. Hawthorne. A long time since we've done business, I trust things are well?" Quaisak's translator is a better quality than those used by most pak'ma'ra, with more tonality and a greater nuance of vocabulary, allowing for a more naturalistic speech style than the usual stilted mechanical tones.Vector discusses the matter of the strange beetle-device."It's already found a buyer, Mr. Hawthorne," says Quaisak. "And I'm sure you can appreciate that my clients and source are confidential. But if you are interested I can sell your client the surface coordinates of where my supplier found it. Perhaps they can pick one up themselves. Starting price is 2000 credits. If they are interested, you can all meet me at my usual place of business."Quaisak's "usual place of business" is a tiny nameless diner down in the lower tier, sector M24.*Like most artificial environments, Tribon City tends to operate constantly, even though it nominally runs on Earth Standard Time. The planet itself Lison has a day lasting about 10 hours.</blockquote>