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<blockquote data-quote="The Bashar" data-source="post: 5870044" data-attributes="member: 100644">The Administrator blushes a deep crimson.&nbsp; He attempts to start speaking, but nothing comes out.&nbsp; He finally gets out a few words, but does not control the volume of his voice.&quot;Well...I... the situation here is difficult.&nbsp; These refugees stow away a board ships and then sneak on to the station.&nbsp; There are too many of them for my security forces and the Arbites to control!&nbsp; Your enemies take advantage of the situation on the station.&nbsp; Why should I do?!&nbsp; Send Scribes down into the under-station to inquire about how the refugees are employed?!&nbsp; Unless the Imperium sends me more men and more weapons there is only so much that can be accomplished here.No if you'll excuse me I have other guests to attend to.&quot;He storms away through a door in the back of the foyer.&nbsp; You notice a man looking at your Thraxus, he smiles at you and begins to walk over. The man is a bit shorter than you with pale red hair and a rather plain face. He is dressed in an exquisite looking carapace armour and sports a sword on one hip and what looks to be an Inferno Pistol on the other.&nbsp; As he walks forward to you he extends his hand.&quot;I must shake the hand of the man who made Kraal blush like a woman.&nbsp; He is so used to people stroking his ego, that he takes great offence to those who suggest he is incompetent.&nbsp; I should know, I tell him every time I'm here.&nbsp; Oh where are my manners?&nbsp; I am Rogue Trader Jonquin Saul. And if I heard the page correctly you are a Rogue Trader as well?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="The Bashar, post: 5870044, member: 100644"] The Administrator blushes a deep crimson. He attempts to start speaking, but nothing comes out. He finally gets out a few words, but does not control the volume of his voice. [COLOR="Red"]"Well...I... the situation here is difficult. These refugees stow away a board ships and then sneak on to the station. There are too many of them for my security forces and the Arbites to control! Your enemies take advantage of the situation on the station. Why should I do?! Send Scribes down into the under-station to inquire about how the refugees are employed?! Unless the Imperium sends me more men and more weapons there is only so much that can be accomplished here. No if you'll excuse me I have other guests to attend to."[/COLOR] He storms away through a door in the back of the foyer. You notice a man looking at your Thraxus, he smiles at you and begins to walk over. The man is a bit shorter than you with pale red hair and a rather plain face. He is dressed in an exquisite looking carapace armour and sports a sword on one hip and what looks to be an Inferno Pistol on the other. As he walks forward to you he extends his hand. [COLOR="Plum"]"I must shake the hand of the man who made Kraal blush like a woman. He is so used to people stroking his ego, that he takes great offence to those who suggest he is incompetent. I should know, I tell him every time I'm here. Oh where are my manners? I am Rogue Trader Jonquin Saul. And if I heard the page correctly you are a Rogue Trader as well?"[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]

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