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Dinner date (Tag Reilly)

Posted March 17, 2023, 7:56 a.m. by Civilian Logan Mills (Smuggler) (Katy Darrah)

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Logan arrived a few minutes before 6 PM to Diamond Jim’s Speakeasy, he’d originally considered putting on a suit jacket, but decided he’d just carry it with him, in case the temperature wasn’t right for it. Walking in, he approached the host station. “Reservation for Scott Devalin?”

“Of course, Mr Devalin. Right this way.” The hostess said, guiding him to a table in the back of the restaurant.

Logan Mills

Reilly was sitting with a cocktail as Logan arrived. He looked up from the menu and smiled. “Heya, Scott! Good to see you again!” he said as if seeing an old friend too long gone. “How was the trip?” he asked as Logan sat down. “Buy you a drink?”

Reilly

“Trip was boring as all hell.” Logan said taking a seat. “Whiskey. On the rocks. With Kentucky Bourbon.” His drink of choice varied depending on his mood, but he wasn’t in the mood for wine tonight. “Is the program still working, I know that sometimes Orion computer systems are often piecemealed together and things stop working at times.”

Logan Mills

Reilly ignored the question and instead asked “How did you get in? And how did you get out without being seen?” The server came over with Logan’s drink and Reilly smiled. “Could we have two capidian steaks with mushrooms? Rare. And thank you.” and he looked back at Mills and waited.

Reilly, CIA DD

“Getting in was the hard part. Had to ‘acquire’ a guard rotation schedule, first off. Then, thankfully, they didn’t question my manifest. That would’ve been…bad.” Logan stopped to take a sip of his drink. “Once I had the rotation schedule, I had a window of maybe 5 minutes. Getting out was the easy part. Since they had one door in and one door out, I was able to slip away without being seen.”

Logan Mills

Reilly nodded in approval. “Good. Now… I know you. I know your life and your past. You know who I am, what I do. The question now is… what exactly do you want to get out of this partnership?”

Reilly, CIA DD

“I’m reasonably certain you can figure that out. Stay out of prison, for the most part. The other part you won’t let me do, and that’s to go back to the…less legal…hauling full time.” Logan nodded to himself. “It’s all I really know, anyway. So I guess the full answer is, I don’t actually know.”

Logan Mills

Reilly regarded him for a moment and then asked “Why go back? Why specifically do you want to go back to smuggling? Or rather… why would you rather do it that way than maybe for a better reason other than pay?”

Reilly, DD-CIA

Logan raised an eyebrow. “Well for one, as I said, it’s all I know. All my life we were running from the authorities. It was just my normal. I just… I didn’t know how to get into the legal side of smuggling, nor did I think it was an option after the first dozen or so deaths.”

Logan Mills

Reilly shrugged. “As far as we could tell, the deaths associated with your family’s… ‘activities’… were not your doing. Now, I’m sure that you are not without some blood on your hands. And I’m willing to ignore that… as long as you do what we need. And I was honest with you at the beginning. You pay your dues now… you do only what we ask and no more… then you get some freedom. Eventually, you’ll have a life. A life you can be happy with. Ships, crews, licenses all over… money… a real player in transport and shipping. We’ll make sure of it. You’ll get lucrative contracts… you’ll get deals on ships and the associated care and maintenance… hell, you may get access to tech most other shippers could only dream of. But you have to pay the price for all that upfront. Part of that price is making yourself useful. Another part is getting better and better at what we ask you to do. And the final part is making yourself not just useful… but valuable. You do that? You work with us to keep the colony safe and the Agency in the know, well… you have a very bright future ahead of you Mr. Devalin. I just need to know if that appeals to you more than smuggling crap for scraps.”

Reilly, DD-CIA

“It does. Sounds like my dreams. Not needing to run, but can still do what I love in transporting stuff, but also making money and a difference.” He was also very intruiged by the deals and idea of lucrative contracts. “I’m not going back. I promise you that.”

Logan Mills

Reilly nodded, and when he spoke his words seemed to have a gravity to them. “Oh… I know you won’t.”

The server came back and took their order and Reilly waited for them to leave before saying “I need to ask a question, and I need a direct answer. Don’t get used to that. Reading between the lines is going to be yiur new language.” He took a drink and then said “Your family. How much power do they have over you, dead or not dead?”

Reilly, DD-CIA

Logan sighed. He figured the question would be coming. “Depends. As long as they’re locked up, very little. The moment they get out, they’re gonna try to look me up. As long as I’m dead, we should be fine.” He took a sip from his drink, “my father was a bit…controlling…for lack of a better word.”

Logan Mills

Reilly nodded. “Well… Logan Mills is dead. He died running from the CCDA. Body was sent back to Earth. So… unless you think you want to keep that person available even if they are a target… start using Devalin. Own it, live it, and become it. There are worse people to be.”

Reilly

“I can do that.” Logan said, smiling over his glass. “Now please tell me this wasn’t a meeting to bring up a past life?”

Logan Mills


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