Invoice 102-89 to the Reapers of Sirius

[Malexa]

[font=Century Gothic]Consul Diana Blane was sitting with crossed legs in front of the neural net access in the Mandalores office.

Mandalore William Bishop was in a close by room with a lot of crates full of wine.

"Diane, help me making a decision what I should open, will you? Crawling around between these crates is not as much fun as you seem to have while watching me!"

[color=#FFFFFF]No response.

"Diane? Are you even here anymore?"


Diana Blane was checking the Mandalorians neural net bank account.

"Ill help you William, just get the most exclusive bottle we have got!
The honorful Reapers of Sirius payed!
Time to get more Corsairs then!"

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[<span style="color:#FFCC00">The Mandalore's Office</span>]