BPA Nomad Licensure

[Yngen]

Cardiff Mining Facility

The Gemenon Traveler sits moored on point 2 of Cardiff, Gideon's worldly co-pilot sits dozing in front of the vid screen at the rear of the cockpit which shows a pair of talking heads from Cambridge jawing about the Nomad licensing bureau. The co pilot farts and partially wakes himself up...later on he would wonder why in the 'verse he dreamed so vividly of little blue squids overflowing the 'Traveler's cargo bay. But when he fealt uneasy like that all he ever needed was a good hit. Not that it would help much when his dream came true...

Meanwhile, Micheal Gideon was at the Cardiff bar talking to his IMG fixer:

"You know better than I do how hard it is to get Colonials any plastic around here. Half the time I get the paperwork together, they ask for genetic tests and what not...meanwhile Mollies and others are getting approved left and right. You guys simply burned too much capital with Planetform for any of my hacks to work."

"I thought so, but it was worth a try," said Gideon.

"Say, why do you have any interest in the squiddies anyways? I thought you guys were hunting machines.."

"Its not the 'squiddies' themselves we are interested, just the company they attract. I can't really get detailed with you. We'll just have to deal with the Brets the old fashioned way,"

"What buy them tea and sing 'God save the Queen?"

"You watch too many movies, buddy. I'm leaving. Remember, I was never here."

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