Destiny

[jammi]

The tattooed man had rejoined his group after collecting his drinks, where I had lost sight of him. Suddenly it dawned on me where I had seen the icon prior to my meeting with Hans. An Artefact I had purchased from one of my Junker contacts, one which had no doubt been lost with my estate, was covered in such symbols.

This filled me with excitement. There was a simpleton dockworker with a Dom Kavosh icon burnt onto his neck there was no chance he could have discovered the true meaning of such an image by himself, leading me to imply there were exterior forces in action. The fact Hans had the very same icon hanging around his neck only served to reinforce this concept.

Try as I might however, I could not place its meaning. At the very least I had pin-pointed its origin which would make deciphering its meaning all the easier. Even so, hundreds of thousands of different runes of combinations of characters had been recorded, many bearing strong resemblances to others, which made for poor odds when it came to a rapid discovery.

I would seek a meeting with Dean Harman of Cambridge University for guidance. After all, of all the facultys incompetent apes, he was undoubtedly the most qualified in the fields of xeno-archaeology.

The detective approached. Mr Aldridge, the Eastbourne has finished loading on supplies and is ready to depart. I suggest we re-embark. I nodded my head in acknowledgment and walked out, retracing my steps to the mooring fixture that would take me back to the awaiting transport.

My head was buzzing at the thoughts of discovering alien sigils in the possession of two completely separate people. Maybe both were linked to the Artefact trade? That would make sense the dockworker for the subtle unloading of transports or freighters and Hans for the distribution among the Universitys rich and influential. Perhaps.

Perhaps there was something far more sinister afoot. Perhaps something wonderful...

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