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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Vertexx69" data-source="post: 5254115" data-attributes="member: 48854">The Centari's eyes narrow ever so slightly for the shortest of moments. "Now you and I both know that there were never any exlcuive contracts signed you old squid. I was simply in the right place at the right time." Croft casually uses subltely dismissive gestures as he speaks. "Who could have known studying stellar drift patterns of ancient racial migrations could have saved a weeks travel time? And shouldn't that tip about that garba...er salvage location I waved you, have more than made up for any misunderstandings?"  Croft plops down into a chair, very much like a hurt child crossing his arms. He looks around at the floor for a few moments before looking back at the Purple pudding pop that is slobbering down the front of himself. "We all have to make a living out here Quaisak. And this job isn't house business anyway, you know that the really old stuff is what I'm after now, so how about giving us a break? You know it could take us a really long time to track down. And that whole time I won't be around the trading colonies at all. Someone could make quite the tidy profit during my 'studies', if we had right bit of info to point us in a direction. What do you say my old friend?" He flashes his pointed teeth in his smile as he says 'friend', but it couldn't be any kind of threat could it? He leans forward as the tentacles of the Pac'mara slither around above the semi-liqiud meal. "But if your not interested, I'm sure Sull'quon can find me the same info we need, and would be happy to take any opportunity to establish a couple of new routes..."</blockquote>

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