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High Law and Low Justice, Part 5
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Wilphe
Adventurer
The alien visibly bristles at this brusque introduction, but quickly calms, "I am Proctor Dareen Tshugrawra, the great herd have honoured me by giving the opportunity to learn the languages of many foreigners so that I might better serve them by talking to alien petitioners on their behalf. Under them I supervise a group of eight emissaries and translators. So yes, I speak perfect Galanglic. Whom might I be addressing?"
"Pleased to meet you, Proctor Dareen Tshugrawra. You may call me Mr. Johnson." Gwydion says smiling. "I have come across something the Great Herd will find very interesting and of great value, but it needs someone of great authority and seniority, such as yourself, to fully appreciate. Could we talk somewhere a bit more private? I assure you it wil be more then worth your time, and that of your superiors."
Wilphe
Adventurer
The Proctor looks at Gwydion skeptically, "Would it indeed Mr Johnson? You are correct in coming to me as a highly favoured servent of great importance, few on two legs stand nearer the front of the herd than I. However, I have many tasks that demand my attention as I assist in demonstrating the superiority of K'kree culture, ethics and technology.
"This means that what you have must be very interesting indeed to be worth my time, but I can grant you a few moments for a private audience."
He leads you to a small closed off part of the tent, apparently a private office. It would be appear to be his own, as it is decorated with several photos and holos that feature him. While a human would put images of spouse and family, Proctor Tshugrawra apparently favours mementos of his own importance.
He settles behind a desk, "Now what can you do for me?"
"This means that what you have must be very interesting indeed to be worth my time, but I can grant you a few moments for a private audience."
He leads you to a small closed off part of the tent, apparently a private office. It would be appear to be his own, as it is decorated with several photos and holos that feature him. While a human would put images of spouse and family, Proctor Tshugrawra apparently favours mementos of his own importance.
He settles behind a desk, "Now what can you do for me?"
"Here".
Gwydion slides the data disc across his deck. "A sample of some very sensitive info I have come across. The imperials thought it was worth killing each other over. I'll give you a few hours to check it's authenticy, and to confer with your masters. The full document will cost you 300K"
He smiles. "Play this right and you'll get a bit closer to the front of the herd. But be quick. I'll be back in three hours."
He turns around to go away, then turns back. "Ah yes, and no funny stuff, okay? I've been doing this a lot longer then you."
"See you in a few hours."
Gwydion slides the data disc across his deck. "A sample of some very sensitive info I have come across. The imperials thought it was worth killing each other over. I'll give you a few hours to check it's authenticy, and to confer with your masters. The full document will cost you 300K"
He smiles. "Play this right and you'll get a bit closer to the front of the herd. But be quick. I'll be back in three hours."
He turns around to go away, then turns back. "Ah yes, and no funny stuff, okay? I've been doing this a lot longer then you."
"See you in a few hours."
Wilphe
Adventurer
Gwydion grabs a vegetable based smoothie that bears no resemblance to any flavour he's experience before - thereby proving the "vegetarian" & "processed to hell-and-back" are not mutually exclusive.
The retrospective display on four millenia of K'kree furniture design is not exacty thrilling, but the display that trumpets their achievements in bringing ecosystems into balance after elminating predator species is interesting enough - if sure to get every conservationist in human space mad as hell. It's at this point that he notices that the same Girug'kagh appears to be following him - and not especially subtly either.
The stalking horse spotted, the wily Socut also notes the human couple in the corner with their hands all over each other keep cropping up too, and appear to be proffessionals.
The retrospective display on four millenia of K'kree furniture design is not exacty thrilling, but the display that trumpets their achievements in bringing ecosystems into balance after elminating predator species is interesting enough - if sure to get every conservationist in human space mad as hell. It's at this point that he notices that the same Girug'kagh appears to be following him - and not especially subtly either.
The stalking horse spotted, the wily Socut also notes the human couple in the corner with their hands all over each other keep cropping up too, and appear to be proffessionals.
bugger. I could lose the manure-boy, but those two? probably have me bugged. Back for some new clothes, and off to the slaughterhouse.
Time for another shopping spree, it seems. Gwydion buys another set of clothes, then enters the slaughterhouse death-ride.
(ooc : is it a walk-through area, or are there motorised carts, or what? Plan is to get off, wait for the rest to pass and sneak out sideways. He'll enter the ride about ten minutes before the scheduled meeting time, enough so he can get out and go to the meeting.... but i'll need a little more detail on what the ride looks like.)
Time for another shopping spree, it seems. Gwydion buys another set of clothes, then enters the slaughterhouse death-ride.
(ooc : is it a walk-through area, or are there motorised carts, or what? Plan is to get off, wait for the rest to pass and sneak out sideways. He'll enter the ride about ten minutes before the scheduled meeting time, enough so he can get out and go to the meeting.... but i'll need a little more detail on what the ride looks like.)
Wilphe
Adventurer
Buying other clothes is fairly easy, though most of those for sale are either typically tacky cf:"I <Heart> Kirruxir", overtly politicised "No animals were harmed in the making of this sweatshirt" (slogan imprinted both in Galanglic and the K'kree script) or both along with something masquerading as wit (bib with "Licensed Cooking Inspector").
However it's not too hard to find something more or less anonymous and discreet without being stupidly expensive. K'kree cloth is one of the few things they do very, very well and commands prices accordingly. What Gwydion can afford comes along the lines of bottom line cashmere - though as you might expect it's not an animal product.
OOC:
The ride is more of a slide walk affair, you queue up and go into the equivalent of an overcrowded cattle truck. Once that is uncomfortably full the back doors open and the main part of the ride begins. A key part of the design is that you do not so much walk through, as get moved through at whatever pace the designers like.
There are a fair number of one-way doors in the design, so you can only go foward, never back. Several warning signs also indicate that there are no exits, once you are in you stay until the end.* They also state that this is not for the faint-hearted and that "riders" sign a release before going in.
Needless to say this hype appears to collect a certain clientele, though the queue is not at all long.
* This doesn't mean that you couldn't sneak out, just that you wouldn't be using a designed exit and would be going in an "Employees only" area
However it's not too hard to find something more or less anonymous and discreet without being stupidly expensive. K'kree cloth is one of the few things they do very, very well and commands prices accordingly. What Gwydion can afford comes along the lines of bottom line cashmere - though as you might expect it's not an animal product.
OOC:
The ride is more of a slide walk affair, you queue up and go into the equivalent of an overcrowded cattle truck. Once that is uncomfortably full the back doors open and the main part of the ride begins. A key part of the design is that you do not so much walk through, as get moved through at whatever pace the designers like.
There are a fair number of one-way doors in the design, so you can only go foward, never back. Several warning signs also indicate that there are no exits, once you are in you stay until the end.* They also state that this is not for the faint-hearted and that "riders" sign a release before going in.
Needless to say this hype appears to collect a certain clientele, though the queue is not at all long.
* This doesn't mean that you couldn't sneak out, just that you wouldn't be using a designed exit and would be going in an "Employees only" area
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