Rare two and a half billion credit carrier up for raffle!

[Outrunner]

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SNDR: Alexander Soroy
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Greetings mister Emone... or something like that I assume. Perhaps McFightems? Well, to whomever it concerns...

While I have no desire for greater fiscal pursuits, the vessel you've recovered is definitely useful outside of those endeavors. Normally I'm not a gambling man, but because my line of work requires me to be one, I will bet every last credit I can for that Bustard-- for a solid fifteen raffle tickets. Knock on wood, I'm sure I'll lose to someone betting much less though.

Ozei, I know you're going to see this, and I'm sorry... but the importance of this craft is beyond you or me. I know you had plans.

I promise to let you borrow it on weekends.

[Zephyranthes]

Alright, you lot! That's loads of money comin' in for this here raffle thing. After a certain amount of time, I've decided it's about closing time for this little trader and we'll get to the main event real soon-like! Keep your eyes glued to the telly and your mouths nothin' but shut this Sunday for the final results of this raffle. One lucky devil is going to have himself a brand new carrier with all the bells and whistles!

LOADS OF MONEY!

[Zephyranthes]

Right lads, I was too busy countin' my wads to do the raffle yesterday, but I finally got a winner today! Now then, the winner declined to reveal themselves because they didn't want you lot tryin' to get ya grubby little mitts all over their brand new Bustard! To the winner, I hope it helps you one day get as many LOADS of MONEY as me someday! But don't get your hopes up, since that'll never happen!

And for any of you lot who try to complain about not winning, all I gotta say is... SHUT YOUR MOUTH! LOOK AT MY WADS! The winner won fair and square, and you know what you all were getting into! I guess you'll just have to DO UP THE HOUSE to get ya DOSH! HA HA HA!

[Sand-Viper]

Ozei sat back in his chair, checking through the daily news feed of his palm link. After checking in on his wager on the Bustard, he frowned some - clearly, he had not won. Shrugging, the Kusarian read on in the article, his eyes squinting some in wariness. "Something smells, here.."

Shoving at the floor with his feet, the squeal of ball bearings sounded out as Ozei spun half around to place himself at a desk, chair wheels grinding to a halt as he powered up his portable computer. With a roll of his neck and a crack of bone, the Kusarian brought up the interface to send a long range communication, beginning his narration.

*Transmission Feed Detected!*
*Communications Identification: Ozei Ruousha*
*Feed Source: Somewhere in the Taus*

Konnichiwa, everyone! I must say, congratulations to the winner of such a fine vessel. I would have loved to direct a more personal commendation, but I see that the winner has chosen anonymity - to which, I do respect.

However, I do believe I may speak for a few of the unlucky folks here when I ask this: Mr. McFightems, would you care to link the video feed of yourself holding the drawing of the winning lottery ticket? I am sure you have simply forgotten to include the evidence of such in your previous transmission - which is understandable, given possible distraction with that fine sum of credits in your account?

Again, I respect the winner's wishes to remain unnamed. I am simply requesting that you show us some sort of evidence that you ran this lottery fairly. Not such an unrealistic request, is it? I suppose I should have asked who was being assigned what ticket numbers ahead of time, but that is my own - as well as everyone else's, it seems - fault.

I look forward to you clearing this up for us all, Mr. McFightems.

Stay frosty,
~Ozei Ruousha

*End of Audio Message.*

With a nod, Ozei powered down his mini-computer. "Hopefully, I am simply being paranoid." Otherwise, Ozei thought, we may have quite a scandal for the media to chew over.