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<blockquote data-quote="Shadowdancer" data-source="post: 1983582" data-attributes="member: 515"><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Kevon quickly places a call to the K<em>lenbrooke</em> and reaches Holly Clegg. "Captain Clegg, Kevon Holland here."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Ah, Captain Holland, please call me Holly. I expected you to call closer to noon."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"We had a chance to discuss your offer a little sooner than I expected. In any case, we have decided to accept all of your propositions, and arrange for a transfer of the last one around 1130."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">The redhead captain blinks for a moment as if in a bit of surprise, then sunnily says, "Ah, good. 1130 would be fine. Would you like to come to the Klenbrooke, have us come to your berth, or meet someplace else?"</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"I’d feel better letting them come to us," Ian says to Kevon. "That way we are not responsible for the transportation of the cubes. Only problem is the ship will be at the shipyard by then. Dunno how secure the area will be to make the transfer. I’d guess not very."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Nodding once to acknowledge Ian, Kevon replies to Holly, "Given the beating we’ve already taken over these cubes, the crew and I would prefer if you picked it up from our berth at Stork & Sons." Kevon provided Ms. Clegg with the berth information.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Holly replies, "Thank you, that’ll be fine. We would be happy to meet you at the Stork & Sons to retrieve the cube. They’re a good outfit, and I’ve had some work done with them on the <em>Klenbrooke</em>. I’ll be there with several of my crew for the transfer. I’ll have the funds drawn onto 10 Cr100,000 chits."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"That will be more than sufficient, Holly," the lieutenant commander answers, taking care to use her first name this time. "We’ll see you at 1130. <em>Bray Keaven</em> out."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Aidan gives Kevon a snapshot (or two) of Sare No. 2 to pass onto Holly. "Very interesting. I don’t recognize the fellow, but I’ll certainly keep an eye out for him," she says.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">-----</p><p></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">At the same time, Aidan places a call to Sare de Salui No. 1 to warn him about Sare No. 2.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Ah, Mr. Silver. I did not expect to hear from you so soon. Did you call about a change in plans?"</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"No, but I did want to warn that you have an impersonator," Aidan replies as he inserts a few stills from the recorded comm calls with Sare No. 2. "This fellow had two serial numbers which were slightly off, the incorrect pass phrase, and a couple of sydite goons. We agreed to meet him at 1300 in order to forestall any immediate rash acts, but we haven’t decided on another course of action yet."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Interesting indeed. I was afraid something like this would come up," Sare de Salui No. 1 comments as he obviously turns slightly away and is typing into another display. "Yes, definitely interesting. I would highly suggest that not meet with the man. I would also recommend that you do take care and do what you can to avoid drawing attention to yourself or my impostor.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"If you would trust me to do so, I would be happy to come to your berth to pick up the package. My man has indicated that he hasn’t seen anyone else watching your berth, so that may be safer."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Oh? Your man?"</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Ah, yes, I probably should have mentioned it this morning. I’m a little surprised that you haven’t seen one of them yet. I have a couple of associates keeping a watch on your berth. The fellow on duty now should be in rather stained coveralls. His name is Fred."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Swann, who has been listening nearby, says, "I think we should take Sare No. 1 up on his offer to do the transfer now, rather than waiting. He’s even offering to come and get it from this berth, and he has a man already in place to help with security. I say we do this, now, before Sare No. 2 catches on to us.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"If Sare No. 1 can’t make it here before the ship needs to move to the repair facility, then we can unload one of the cubes inside some sort of cover container, and some of us can wait with it until he arrives to pick it up. He’s dealt face to face with Aidan, so he should definitely stay. He’s also met me, so my presence won’t spook him. Ian was going to come with Aidan and me for our little intel jaunt through the spaceport, so I suggest he also stay behind for the meeting as well.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"But I think we need to act on this now. It will be one less thing we have to worry about. And then when we get the second cube safely to Ms. Clegg, we can concentrate on what to do about Sare No. 2."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Aidan, now on hold on the comm with Sare No. 1, says, "I agree we should take Sare No. 1 up on his offer. I’ll let him know."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Turning back to the comm, Aidan says, "Sare de Salui, we would appreciate making the exchange at the ship as soon as possible. We’ll mention this to Fred. Shall we wait for backup from you?"</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Ah, yes, I’ll be able to meet you shortly, say 15 minutes at the <em>Bray Keaven</em>’s berth? I’ll comm Fred to warn him. I, my assistant, and a couple of my people will come by the berth."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Shortly after Kevon and Aidan finish the calls, Aidan, Swann, and Ian prepare to head out to do a little bit of research while the <em>Bray Keaven</em> moves.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">-----</p><p></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Martha continues to prepare the ship for transit, and begins conducting pre-flight checks as per standard IIS protocols. "Hey, Vasilii, got a question for you. Am I going to get to work on the <em>Bray</em> with these guys every day, or are there some days when I’m not going to be allowed to assist Stork & Sons?"</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Vasilii tells her the Stork & Sons bid assumes a five day out of seven workweek. So Martha and the rest of the crew will be off on Saturday and Sunday, or the local equivalent.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">-----</p><p></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Vasilii then announces his intentions of going shopping for a few items he wants or needs before the meeting with Sare No. 2. "Saro, you still feel like coming along? Vargas, you game for a quick stroll with us?"</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Sure, it would be good to stretch my legs," Vargas says.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"That would leave only Martha and Kevon to fly the ship to the repair facility and guard the ship, cargo, and cubes," Ian says. "I would rather a larger contingent stay onboard until we get rid of the cubes. Maybe y’all could wait until Swann, Aidan, and I get back from our information safari, or better yet, wait until this afternoon after the cube transfers?"</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Vasilii looks at Vargas, then Ian, and back again as he tries to decide, then lets out a sigh of resignation and says to Vargas. "How about a rain check?"</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">He turns back to Ian. "Alright then, how about a counter proposal: I stay put with the ship, give you the short version of the shopping list and the credits to cover it, and you guys pick it up while you’re out?"</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Ian nods his head. "No problem, be glad to. I’ll bet the Doc would rather you hang out here to help your healing along faster anyway."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">After a short pause, Ian furrows his eyebrows as if in thought. "Often times I feel obligated to speak my mind when it comes to concerns of the ship and crew. I think it’s part of my job description," he says with a grin.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Yeah, it’s a little annoying, but it’s well intended," Vasilii says with a quick shrug and a smirk.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Vasilii, if you give us a list, we’ll be happy to pick up any items you want or need," Swann says. "In fact, it will help with our cover for the intel mission."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Vasilii pulls out his hand comp and Ian sees him do a few quick drag–and–drop operations. He then hands Ian the hand comp.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">On the short list:</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">A rifle</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">An electronic sight for the rifle</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Three magazines of normal rounds</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">He also hands Ian Cr7,000.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Vasilii then quickly turns to Kevon. "Just a reminder, Kevon, if you approach the local Imperials, just remember that we <em>didn’t</em> declare these cubes on our manifests. I don’t know how much of a hassle they’d give you for that. Although at this point, with all the people who seem to know about them, it would have been better if we had reported them, but that’s another story."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"If I remember right, Sare No. 1 asked that we not do anything to draw attention to ourselves or his imposter," Ian says. "I’d guess that would include reporting him to authorities?" Ian ends with a questioning expression.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"I imagine Sare No. 2 is going to be bringing more than enough attention to himself and us. I expect anything we do will just be icing on a very messy cake," Vasilii adds with a tone of resignation.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">-----</p><p></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Before Ian, Swann and Aidan head out to speak with Fred, Kevon says, "Ask him if he’s going to follow us to the repair berth? We could use the extra pair of eyes before we rid ourselves of the second cube. He may also be useful if Sare–Two tries something drastic before the transfers are complete."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Will do," Aidan says. "We can ask if he has any friends nearby to help with the watching too. Hmm, let me print a photo of Sare No. 2 to pass along."</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">-----</p><p></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">Once outside the berth Swann, Aidan, and Ian stop by the coverall man. Ian looks around, trying to spot any other suspicious loiterers in addition to "Fred." Approaching the man, Ian nods and gives him a half smile. "So, seen anything interesting?"</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">The man confirms that his name is Fred. He seems to have a bit of a mischievous look in his eye, but he just smiles in response to all other queries or comments.</span></span></p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="font-size: 10px">"Ah well, don’t let the bad guys slip up on ya," Ian says as he turns to walk away.</span></span><span style="font-family: 'Excelsior'"><span style="font-size: 10px"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Excelsior'"><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Shadowdancer, post: 1983582, member: 515"] [font=Verdana][size=2]Kevon quickly places a call to the K[i]lenbrooke[/i] and reaches Holly Clegg. "Captain Clegg, Kevon Holland here." "Ah, Captain Holland, please call me Holly. I expected you to call closer to noon." "We had a chance to discuss your offer a little sooner than I expected. In any case, we have decided to accept all of your propositions, and arrange for a transfer of the last one around 1130." The redhead captain blinks for a moment as if in a bit of surprise, then sunnily says, "Ah, good. 1130 would be fine. Would you like to come to the Klenbrooke, have us come to your berth, or meet someplace else?" "I’d feel better letting them come to us," Ian says to Kevon. "That way we are not responsible for the transportation of the cubes. Only problem is the ship will be at the shipyard by then. Dunno how secure the area will be to make the transfer. I’d guess not very." Nodding once to acknowledge Ian, Kevon replies to Holly, "Given the beating we’ve already taken over these cubes, the crew and I would prefer if you picked it up from our berth at Stork & Sons." Kevon provided Ms. Clegg with the berth information. Holly replies, "Thank you, that’ll be fine. We would be happy to meet you at the Stork & Sons to retrieve the cube. They’re a good outfit, and I’ve had some work done with them on the [i]Klenbrooke[/i]. I’ll be there with several of my crew for the transfer. I’ll have the funds drawn onto 10 Cr100,000 chits." "That will be more than sufficient, Holly," the lieutenant commander answers, taking care to use her first name this time. "We’ll see you at 1130. [i]Bray Keaven[/i] out." Aidan gives Kevon a snapshot (or two) of Sare No. 2 to pass onto Holly. "Very interesting. I don’t recognize the fellow, but I’ll certainly keep an eye out for him," she says. [center]-----[/center] At the same time, Aidan places a call to Sare de Salui No. 1 to warn him about Sare No. 2. "Ah, Mr. Silver. I did not expect to hear from you so soon. Did you call about a change in plans?" "No, but I did want to warn that you have an impersonator," Aidan replies as he inserts a few stills from the recorded comm calls with Sare No. 2. "This fellow had two serial numbers which were slightly off, the incorrect pass phrase, and a couple of sydite goons. We agreed to meet him at 1300 in order to forestall any immediate rash acts, but we haven’t decided on another course of action yet." "Interesting indeed. I was afraid something like this would come up," Sare de Salui No. 1 comments as he obviously turns slightly away and is typing into another display. "Yes, definitely interesting. I would highly suggest that not meet with the man. I would also recommend that you do take care and do what you can to avoid drawing attention to yourself or my impostor. "If you would trust me to do so, I would be happy to come to your berth to pick up the package. My man has indicated that he hasn’t seen anyone else watching your berth, so that may be safer." "Oh? Your man?" "Ah, yes, I probably should have mentioned it this morning. I’m a little surprised that you haven’t seen one of them yet. I have a couple of associates keeping a watch on your berth. The fellow on duty now should be in rather stained coveralls. His name is Fred." Swann, who has been listening nearby, says, "I think we should take Sare No. 1 up on his offer to do the transfer now, rather than waiting. He’s even offering to come and get it from this berth, and he has a man already in place to help with security. I say we do this, now, before Sare No. 2 catches on to us. "If Sare No. 1 can’t make it here before the ship needs to move to the repair facility, then we can unload one of the cubes inside some sort of cover container, and some of us can wait with it until he arrives to pick it up. He’s dealt face to face with Aidan, so he should definitely stay. He’s also met me, so my presence won’t spook him. Ian was going to come with Aidan and me for our little intel jaunt through the spaceport, so I suggest he also stay behind for the meeting as well. "But I think we need to act on this now. It will be one less thing we have to worry about. And then when we get the second cube safely to Ms. Clegg, we can concentrate on what to do about Sare No. 2." Aidan, now on hold on the comm with Sare No. 1, says, "I agree we should take Sare No. 1 up on his offer. I’ll let him know." Turning back to the comm, Aidan says, "Sare de Salui, we would appreciate making the exchange at the ship as soon as possible. We’ll mention this to Fred. Shall we wait for backup from you?" "Ah, yes, I’ll be able to meet you shortly, say 15 minutes at the [i]Bray Keaven[/i]’s berth? I’ll comm Fred to warn him. I, my assistant, and a couple of my people will come by the berth." Shortly after Kevon and Aidan finish the calls, Aidan, Swann, and Ian prepare to head out to do a little bit of research while the [i]Bray Keaven[/i] moves. [center]-----[/center] Martha continues to prepare the ship for transit, and begins conducting pre-flight checks as per standard IIS protocols. "Hey, Vasilii, got a question for you. Am I going to get to work on the [i]Bray[/i] with these guys every day, or are there some days when I’m not going to be allowed to assist Stork & Sons?" Vasilii tells her the Stork & Sons bid assumes a five day out of seven workweek. So Martha and the rest of the crew will be off on Saturday and Sunday, or the local equivalent. [center]-----[/center] Vasilii then announces his intentions of going shopping for a few items he wants or needs before the meeting with Sare No. 2. "Saro, you still feel like coming along? Vargas, you game for a quick stroll with us?" "Sure, it would be good to stretch my legs," Vargas says. "That would leave only Martha and Kevon to fly the ship to the repair facility and guard the ship, cargo, and cubes," Ian says. "I would rather a larger contingent stay onboard until we get rid of the cubes. Maybe y’all could wait until Swann, Aidan, and I get back from our information safari, or better yet, wait until this afternoon after the cube transfers?" Vasilii looks at Vargas, then Ian, and back again as he tries to decide, then lets out a sigh of resignation and says to Vargas. "How about a rain check?" He turns back to Ian. "Alright then, how about a counter proposal: I stay put with the ship, give you the short version of the shopping list and the credits to cover it, and you guys pick it up while you’re out?" Ian nods his head. "No problem, be glad to. I’ll bet the Doc would rather you hang out here to help your healing along faster anyway." After a short pause, Ian furrows his eyebrows as if in thought. "Often times I feel obligated to speak my mind when it comes to concerns of the ship and crew. I think it’s part of my job description," he says with a grin. "Yeah, it’s a little annoying, but it’s well intended," Vasilii says with a quick shrug and a smirk. "Vasilii, if you give us a list, we’ll be happy to pick up any items you want or need," Swann says. "In fact, it will help with our cover for the intel mission." Vasilii pulls out his hand comp and Ian sees him do a few quick drag–and–drop operations. He then hands Ian the hand comp. On the short list: A rifle An electronic sight for the rifle Three magazines of normal rounds He also hands Ian Cr7,000. Vasilii then quickly turns to Kevon. "Just a reminder, Kevon, if you approach the local Imperials, just remember that we [i]didn’t[/i] declare these cubes on our manifests. I don’t know how much of a hassle they’d give you for that. Although at this point, with all the people who seem to know about them, it would have been better if we had reported them, but that’s another story." "If I remember right, Sare No. 1 asked that we not do anything to draw attention to ourselves or his imposter," Ian says. "I’d guess that would include reporting him to authorities?" Ian ends with a questioning expression. "I imagine Sare No. 2 is going to be bringing more than enough attention to himself and us. I expect anything we do will just be icing on a very messy cake," Vasilii adds with a tone of resignation. [center]-----[/center] Before Ian, Swann and Aidan head out to speak with Fred, Kevon says, "Ask him if he’s going to follow us to the repair berth? We could use the extra pair of eyes before we rid ourselves of the second cube. He may also be useful if Sare–Two tries something drastic before the transfers are complete." "Will do," Aidan says. "We can ask if he has any friends nearby to help with the watching too. Hmm, let me print a photo of Sare No. 2 to pass along." [center]-----[/center] Once outside the berth Swann, Aidan, and Ian stop by the coverall man. Ian looks around, trying to spot any other suspicious loiterers in addition to "Fred." Approaching the man, Ian nods and gives him a half smile. "So, seen anything interesting?" The man confirms that his name is Fred. He seems to have a bit of a mischievous look in his eye, but he just smiles in response to all other queries or comments. "Ah well, don’t let the bad guys slip up on ya," Ian says as he turns to walk away.[/size][/font][font=Excelsior][size=2] [/size][/font] [/QUOTE]
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Traveller T20: Tales of the Bray Keaven [Updated 12-20-05]
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