The Deep Shrine

[Gypsie Skripto]

When you started talking about needing help I had pictured much larger quantities of goods to be shipped. Checking those ammounts I think we could do this by ourselves. Gypsie pulls a doobie out of his jacket's pocket and a lighter from another, and breathes fire to he Kalliste Gold. ALG is out of the question, our relations with them involve the supply of this very station we're in right now, and mixing our contracts with them with some more shady business will not be fruitful. After taking two or three more puffs, perhaps five, the TAZ Ambassador offers the joint to the girl. The wolf looks surprised as he leans his head curiously. While he waits for the girl to grab the doobie, he blabs on. And during my exile in the Congress I learnt some details about the Marauders that led me to think twice from then on before doing business with them.
Gypsie shakes his right hand, the one holding the roach, insisting with that gesture so the girl takes the joint. Have you ever heard the name of Dane Summers?

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