Port Franc Gallia

[Miaou]

We have made it through Crown space and are now on our route to destination.

Emile Nel streched from his seat in the bridge room, glad he didn't have to worry about being attacked. He glanced around and saw his crew thought the same. His pilot, Franck Giles, Sagged in his seat from being in a ready position awaiting anything and everything that needed him to take over flight. Franck glanced at Emile and smile before getting up to rest for a bit while another crew member took over for him. The bridge took a calm air as the crew began to chat to one another, some grinning as they just got a load of cargo past the blockades.

Emile smiled at the bright mood and continued to glance around for a bit before getting up and heading to a room down a hall that conntected to the bridge. He found Giles there, along with Jean Luc, the Port Franc's Master merchant sitting at a small table. He took a seat and looked at some papers laided infront of him. Emile looked up to Jean Luc.

Any word if this guy wants to raise his price? We are close to our sell point and he isn't giving us a higher price than what we will be getting there.

Not yet, Luc repied, It seems he is waiting till we are close enough before offering to take a high enough price. He wants us to take the blame for the failed shipment.

Terrible to hear. I'm guessing he is still at our bar thinking?

Of course. We have been offering free refreshments to see if he would get a little light in the head, but it seems not. I think we need to cut the deal.

Emile glanced down at the papers to review the offer. It was a really crappy deal and wasn't worth their time at all. Of course Jean Luc had been informed the man brought valubles along with him and wanted to know where they ran off to. Emile didn't care what the man brought with him at all but Luc was determined to know if their guy brought something actually worth of value onboard.

Seems so. Franck, do we have room to hold this guy?

Giles looked up from jotting down notes. Oui. I would guess he would have to take the guest of honor's room as that is all that is open, but it should work.

Please do have the sheets changed. You know I have been using that room.

Luc and Giles grinned but said nothing. They all stood up together and walked out, each going diffrent ways. Emile decided to take a trip around the ship to see if anyone was selling anything he could use as a gift.

While he was strolling down the halls, his mind wandered as it normally does. He took our his tin of tobacco and rolled himself something to smoke. A life as a Brigand wasn't that bad.

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