Just Salvage Business

[aerelm]

"I can do somethin' about the beer, but for the rest... Give me a minute." Walking to the bar and filling a mug of beer, he walks to the table where the stranger had sat down, and putting the mug on the table without a word he walks to a Junker sitting in a dim corner of the bar. Leaning toward the man, Karl whispers, "There's some freak here who wants to turn scrap into flyable ship it seems. Is that old fart still breathing around Omegas?" The other Junker, completely drunk turns around looking at Karl and says, "Old fart? You mean Geoff? Aye, he still has his store going on Bornholm." Nodding, Karl walks back to the stranger, pulls a seat and sits down at the table, then leans forward and starts, "There's this man I know who can even turn a trashcan into a real ship, but he made a mess here a while ago so many want him dead... That's why he's not on Kreuzberg anymore." Then looking around to make sure no one's listening, he leans forward and lowers his voice more, "So you see... Someone with that talent is always busy, and finding him, well... Costs a bit, if you know what I mean. So if you want to talk to him about that piece of junk you're flyin, I can help you out if you help me out, ye?" and finishes his sentence with a smirk.