(]o[) Raluca's Arcadia - The Freeport XV Bar. (AO)

[Lennox]

Lennox nodded as Rorry told him he would make sure he won't get pirated. "Alright, I am just spending attention to all persons I don't know very well." David put his hand away from the gun on the table, taking the beer Raluca served. "Thank .you" He nodded. He took the glass. "Cheers." And took a sip of the beer.

[Veygaar]

John leans in, his voice lowered, his tone serious...

Rorry:


I do not question the chance of Theta under siege. But I have come across something most interesting that I am willing to share... Blueprints, blueprints to the next generation of space stations. Self Sustained, once built the readouts claim it can go without imports for over 100 Sirius Years... You may question my methods on how I got my hands on such plans, but I am sure you would be interested in them none-the-less no?

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[lousal]

Ferguson replied:

Of course we're interested to see and evaluate such blueprints, as much as we'd never question your abilities to retrieve such rare opportunities, but I have to admit that I'm spontanuously overwhelmed by the scope of possibilities the construction technologies you're indicating to have access to are supposed to provide. To be honest, I don't believe in fairytales. Well, ...

He paused.

... would you agree to give our staff on Corinth a short glance at them?

Then he emptied his jug.

[Veygaar]

A strong young man speaks

Rorry:


File details show that such a structure will cost amounts almost unbelievable. Credits a man such as myself can only dream of... Which is why I originally thought of you. No, you may not be "Sirius' Richest" but you are my most trusted friends.
The possibilities of such a station are countless. With organic metals and a self supportive eco system, sanctuaries can be erected, colonies can move through space for any amount of time... true solitude and peace... can be found.

But, I would like something in return...

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[lousal]

Oh, I think that's why we're sharing a drink, right? Supply and Demand, a solid game for the benefit of all, my friend. Please follow me.

He turned and walked over to one of the empty tables out of hearshot of the guests at the counter. He sat down.

Please, go on.

[Veygaar]

Rorry gives a nod to the others at the table as he follows Ferguson... They sit down.

Rorry:


Correct, "supply and demand." Though my request may even lighten a past burden on your shoulders... He holds up the Holo-File:

In exchange for the Blueprints and corresponding data readouts, I would like receive full access to your armaments of the ZT-9 Zoner Gunboat Turret...
The Omicroners have already supplied many of our vessels with such weapons; but... is it not tiring to try to keep up with 'who has what where' all the time? Here is my suggestion, grant "Rorry's Renegades" an access code to land and legally purchase these turrets. I will keep a list of which of my men have what, this will ease the burden on you. And one more thing, my men are loyal to me, and I to you and your kind, which entails that you will never come to harm by us. BUT, if the day comes that I pass away, who knows what will happen to my men...
By granting purchasing rights to "Rorry's Renegades" you circumvent the possibility of my dying, and then having free roaming pirates flying around with your technology. So long as I live the Renegades will protect and support the Omicroners, we would like your support back by accepting this offer. You have much to gain, and so little to lose my friend.

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[Lennox]

//delete please

[Lennox]

//delete please

[Veygaar]

Rorry looks to Ferguson[

Rorry:


Take your time, it is always wise to take a preemptive look into your decisions...


Transmission Ends

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[lousal]

We can regard this matter in a rather relaxed way I think. The Station Blueprints are reason enough to settle such a deal.

Ferguson smiled again.

Corinth will be pleased to evaluate your information, but I fear that your men won't be satisfied. Our deal shall be bound to your life, which should actually please you in return. From now on your men should consider well whether they would boldly risk to lose you, or rather protect you with all they can summon.

Oh ...

And there is a second change to your proposal: the Omicroners won't give you the entrance permissions based on this purchase, which is not to be misunderstood as a sign of distrust, not at all, but we would prefer to hand out the turrets somewhere else ... let us say at Freeport 5, and any time you need a new set of them the Omicroners are going to deliver them to you. Rest assured that an intermediary is going to supply you reliably.

Ferguson stopped smiling.

Is that acceptable?