The Clockmaker

[Corile]

'It's been already two months since our coming to Tau-39. Yanuari had left me near the jumphole, saying he needed to go to some mysterious place called Timor. He sent me the coordinates to Jakarta and told me to wait for his sister there. He thought we would be getting along quite nicely. He didn't even tell me her name, he was in such rush. So I just spent my time in Jakarta bar, wasting money on beer and waiting for something to do.'

One time, this girl sat near me. She looked younger than me, but she seemed like she lived on the station - she didn't have the one of the coats IMGs usually use in their ships in cold conditions of Taus. 'You mind?' she said, pointing at the stool to my right. I nodded and she sat along. 'What are you doing on this station? I've been seeing you for quite a while in the bar, but you don't seem like you're working on here.'
'I'm a friend of Yanuari Zhalfir. He told me to wait for him on Jakarta, so that's what I'm doing.'
'A friend you say. Then I'm saying you're a liar, because he never makes friends.' From this point along, I knew she was his sister.
'Okay, you got me. He told me to visit his sister here. Who, I'm assuming, would be you.
'You're not as stupid as I thought. Indeed, I'm Yanuari's sister, my name is Sisay.'
'My pleasure.'
'You know, I'm aware we've just met, but listen, I don't want to spend my whole life working at smelteries for the IMG. And because you're looking like someone without any occupation, you might be just the person to assist me. What would you say about buying a miner and start our own operation?'
'But... how are you going to manage this? We would need a crew, equipment, insurance and myriad other things for such a big ship!'
'I have a few friends here and there. They also are sick and tired of sitting their asses off in Tau-39. I don't blame them.'
I stared down my glass.

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