"Deadbeat Cafe," Freeport 6 Bar and Grill

[Cmdr. Blaine Chara]

Chief Chara returned from his long surveillance flight of the Taus, venturing into Orkney as far as the jumphole to Languedoc before returning home. The heavily armed man sat down at a corner table with his boss and they spoke over a drink.

"So, Blaine, what can you tell me?" asked Matok
Blaine just shrugged, "Not a lot unfortunately. My only encounter was with some folks at Freeport 10 calling themselves something like the Maltese Revelution or Resistance or something. They weren't a problem for me."

"Quiet then," Matok replied.
"Yes," nodded Blaine, "but I did land at Reunion to get some tobacco. The Council blames the Junkers for a lot. Somehow, I'm not buying it."
"Nor should you, Blaine," retorted Matok, "they avoid folks much as we do. They just did not venture out as far to live as we did. That and you know as well as I do that people talk to much sometimes."
Blaine rolled his eyes, "Ain't that the truth."
Matok continued, "Blaine, make another trip out tomorrow. I will see about getting that scanner you ordered."

The two men then sat, just talking about current events and plotting what to do next.

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