Meeting on Fontana

[Bristol Constructions]

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Vascoguoncellos, Pantalião
Fontana Freeport, California System
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“That…”

He swallowed, letting the word hang. There was something about it all that made Pantalião interested, something for admittedly all the wrong reasons. Would such a ship be an interesting thing? It may well be, but it was too much in his eyes. To remove the crew would be too much, in his eyes. To renovate the ship would be too much, in light of Bristol’s capabilities. To betray the trust of even a worthless organization was too much, in light of the future trusts that may come Bristol’s way. To engage with all of it was, quite probably, too much. There were eyes in a great many places, and not all of them belonged to Pantalião. Some belonged to the organization that opposed all of it, LSF. Some belonged to the wretches of the Technocracy. It would all be a very poor thing.

And yet, there was something. Vascoguoncellos was interested in the whole of the matter on the issue of principle; more information was, generally speaking, always better than less. And so, he wanted to prod a little more about it.

“If this ‘thing’ is so simple, so easy, then…why do you come to us? Especially when you have greater issues than this, to make your ship combat-ready…I am thinking you are not merely coming to Bristol only, no?”

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