Club Abyss, Ibiza Station.

[JunkerTown]

*The Junker Congress party pulls into Ibiza after arriving in Alpha. Convoy consists of the capital flagship Claymore.O'Gordon, a barge Forum and two salvagers Metallurgist and JunkTown. Ibiza is hailed from James Trenton's ship JunkTown.*

Ibiza docking control this is Congress convoy entering your scanner range. We have a load of workers enroute to Malta and request docking permission for this ship.

The station responds.. Roger that Congress ship JunkTown you are clear to proceed docking bay one.

Claymore.O'Gordon's captain Robert Murphy contacts James Trenton..

Ya gunna be oight oot 'ere Cap'n?

Yea Murph you escort the rest of the convoy over to Malta and unload those workers. Then return to Puerto Rico I'll call you when I'm done here.

Roga tha' Cap.. Sett'n corse naw.

The convoy engages cruise engines and slowly pulls away from Ibiza.
JunkTown creeps into the docking bay and gently touches down.

Onboard James opens a drawer and removes a small nasal clip.
He inserts the clip into his nostrils and breathes deeply.
Turning to Marcus he says..
Modern miniature sinus air filter.
Top of the line in technology and keeps the cardi from frying my noodle.
Guess your not gonna need one!
Right my fine metal friend?!
Marcus grumbles..
No sir.. we do not.

He smiles slightly at him when he says..
Ya gotta lighten up ole friend. I was kidding! Anyway.. lets head over to the bar.

Aye sir on your six.

James and Marcus disembark from JunkTown and make their way to Club Abyss. As they approach the bar Marcus extends his hand to the bartender and says..

Greetings hombre this is the Junker Congress's Deputy Arbiter James Trenton. He is here to meet with Chenzo who should be expecting us. Could you tell us.. Is he here?

The bartender turns to them and looks very surprised by the large robot speaking to him. Not saying a word he just stares blankly at the machine.

James glances over at his bodyguard and whispers..
I think ya scared him.
Looking back towards the barkeep he says..
Hey pal were just lookin' for Chenzo ya seen him around?
Never taking his eyes off the metal monster the bartender points to a private corner booth and says nervously.
Senor Chenzo said he would meet ya over there amigo.
Ahh very good! Have a waitress send over a bottle of your finest. Please do tell Chenzo that were here.. comprendes?
Si, senor muy bien.
James leaves a few creds on the bar and makes his way towards the corner.
He sits down on the couch while Marcus stands guard.

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