"I am familiar with Canaria indeed, Robèrr... I was born there, remember?! I still have an apartment in Downtown Las Palmas." He didn't like what Robert said about one or other side suffering. 'Lets make sure it's the Corsairs to suffer, then!' he thought.
"Well... As for the profit opportunity..." He took a puff on his cigarette, holded the air for a few seconds then released it. A cloud of blueish smoke formed over their heads. "I have -- *cough*cough* Oh, sorry. I have a friend that works at Omicron Security, OSI security wing."
As they turned a corner in one of the walkways, he quickly looked behind them to see if there was anyone near them. No one on sight. He took another smoke. "Anyway, he told me about this preparations in Canaria to be ready in the case of another Corsair ocupation. He can put me in contact with the person in charge of coordinating the shipments to see what they need..." He looks around once more. "You see, OSI was directly involved in defending Canaria against the Brotherhood last time. Their ships would be closely monitored by the corsairs. But they probably wont pay that much attention to our ships. This way we can make a profit, help Gran Canaria, improve our relation with OSI and make a good image of the Commonwealth to the canarian citizens and the zoners of the Omicrons and Omegas. It's an oportunity we can't let pass, don't you agree, my friend?" He raises his hand, up to his mouth, and takes yet another smoke.
