*The Democritus with the Orbital Space & Cruise logo on its hull started requesting docking permission to Freeport I. Upon disembarking Stirling set course to the Blood Money bar, dressed in his usual attire, yellow-gold tie, shining black leather shoes complemented with a beautiful cut hand-made suit and white with blueish stripes shirt. He enters the bar and heads down to the side of the bar, standing in a more shadowy corner looking towards the entrance he came from to see if he got followed. After a few minutes of smoking his newly lit cigar he stops leaning against the walls and sets off to Umber, who he has spotted in the time he was looking for unwanted attention.*
"Can I get you anything, except perhaps my undivided attention for the night?"
*As he stands in front of her and sticking his hand out to shake Umber's.*
"I was hoping for Cerulean to say yes on that question, but your beauty is just as mesmerizing as his."
