Loki Valmir tried to not let his anxiety show as he stepped into The Drunken Junker, the popular junker bar on La Fortaleza. He had been there a few times since he started a contract with GMG to haul some of the Junker’s scrap to Fujisawa Mining Facility on his OSI Borderworlds Transport. However, this time he came for business rather than R&R and it was business that he would rather keep on the down low.
He blended in quite well with the rest of the patrons and no one would be able to tell he was an employee of OSI from his attire, a pair of worn out jeans, a gray t-shirt, and a slightly faded brown leather jacket he was quite fond of. He casually walked up to the bar before getting the bartenders attention.
“Hey I’ll get a glass of whiskey on the rocks and I would like to get ahold of one of the big players in the Congress, I have a business proposal I would like to discuss.”
The bartender eye him up and down curiously and Loki figured he was decided whether to kick him out or pass on the message. Finally the bartender picked up a phone behind the bar and mumbled a few words that Loki couldn’t make out over the noised the filled the crowded room before pouring Loki’s drink. Loki took a sip of the whiskey and waited.
