MNS-Malta.Runner

[Jaika]

Location: unkown (possibly some where in the Omicrons)

*A small door opens softly in a dark room. A men in a long black jacket steps in, hes face cannot be seen, it's hidden under the the hood of he's jacket. Some one from the far corner of the room asks him.*

-Are you alone?
-Yes, and i paid the guards so no one gonna know about our meeting here. The cameras are blind too. *lowers hes voice* We can talk captain.
-Good. Make it quick, every thing is in order? You know my good friend, once we leave this place there is no turning back. From that point the Malta Runner become our new home. Ho goes the cardi circulating system? We want cardi only in the outer shell.
-The engineers are still working on it, but it's harder then they thought. They rebuilded the whole secondari air conditioning system and separated it from the main one. But it works only on ninety percent currently. Basicly if we can avoid from close contact with other ships, the guys can finish they work in a week or so.
-And what about the long range scanners?
-Those are far more imprecise. They can't recognize the small differences.
-Good. When everything is finished, we need someone who can bring "clean" slaves to us.
-But captain, how we know that the slaves not gonna rebell against us?
-This is a chance for both us and for them to leave, and once we left this place we head to a Freeport or a netural base where everyone who want's can leave. The others in this crew are loyal to us, they serve under me for a long time now. Just remember how we started when i came here at the first time in my small cargo ship. You asked me to save you, and that was my first good choose in my life. I kept you as a personal slave then we got our first copiloted bomber, and together we managed to avoid from cardi addiction, and then we saved and will save as much slave as we can from the evil drug. We made a long way together my friend. But the rest of it still lies before us. Now go cadet, and comply your orders as i told.
-Aye captain.
-And one more thing, see you on board.

*The man in the black jacket turns back for a second and then leaves without a word.*

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