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Frontier Town (Tag Thyr)

Posted March 18, 2023, 8:06 p.m. by Civilian Thyr Th'arialat (Resident) (Lucas Foxley)

Posted by Civilian Jezem (Upstanding Citizen) in Frontier Town (Tag Thyr)

Posted by Lieutenant Tandra Mika (Counselor) in Frontier Town (Tag Thyr)

Posted by Civilian Jezem (Upstanding Citizen) in Frontier Town (Tag Thyr)
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“And this is the commercial district. Where everyone works hard, and don’t over-promise what they could deliver then turn around and make more promises they can’t keep just to meet the unrealistic expectations you set for your first clients.” Jezem bluntly stated to the andorian beside him. “Where people aren’t in massive debt and pay their dues to those who govern their lives and are happy and healthy. Just look at all the happy and healthy people.”

Shivan hated this place, he hated all the stupid shops, with the stupid, happy people, who paid their stupid money to people who didn’t want to kill them painfully. He hated their perfect little (or not so little) houses too. He hated all of it. “At least in our line of work, you don’t have to put up with all that ridiculous pretense. People tell you how it is.”

“When they weren’t outright lying or betraying us for their own gain,” Jezem oh so helpfully reminded him.

The two walked at a sedate pace through the district, just an orion and an adorian dressed in loin cloths and chest wraps. The two stood out like sore thumbs but the gaze of everyone they passed skimmed across them before turning away with a blush, a frown, an excited look in their eyes. All without really seeing the people under the clothes. Just how Jezem liked it. He even hummed a merry tune, “Yup, you’d have to be a real moron to neglect your dues to the people that govern your life.”

Jezem

Shivan got a few more glances, being an Andorian dressed as scantily as an Orion. But they weren’t looking at his face, nor gathering any important details about him, so he supposed Jezem was right (AGAIN, infuriatingly). “It wasn’t a choice!” Shivan whisper hissed at Jezem angrily. “When are you going to let that go?”

~ Thyr

The cold look Jezem leveled at Shivan could have frozen hell over, “When you convince our former employers that you’re not worth permanently firing.” Not to mention getting him involved with his stupidly, and the most unforgivable part: risking Argam’s life. His husband had a terrible soft spot for the old crew of the Pavlajia. Not too mention was far too kind and obliging towards the andorian.

Shivan met his stare evenly. “This ends two ways: with me running away or me getting… fired permanently. I don’t think your little scheme is going to get anywhere.”

Jezem picked up his pace, putting himself ahead of Shivan. “I won’t tolerate a freeloader. You’ll find honest work and before you start complaining remember I’m the one who’s sacrificing my time to resolve all your debts.” And hasn’t that been a merry ball of quantum yarn. Two years ago he and Argam cut their criminal ties for a clean start in Federation space. Now, without those connections, it was like he was a fledgling criminal searching for his big break. Jezem hated it.

“You know, Hank said he’d love you take you on again. So long as you don’t attract another violent klingon to his establishment. Which, you owe him a thank you by the by. For cleaning up the mess you made.”

Jezem

“I can’t promise that,” Shivan replied, “Klingons aren’t the only angry, violent people that might show up.” He nodded. “I will thank him. But I don’t think I’d manage to keep that job without killing somebody within a week.”

~ Thyr

Jezem smirked, “But you were so great with the kids! You taught them fun new words and the proper ways to stab their enemies.” Which was amazingly funny to imagine: kids stabbing each other with their colored pencils and crayons. He dropped the thought and became serious, “This dump is a frontier town. A pit stop at the edge of space with a surprisingly active Starfleet presence. This works in your favor. The colony is of no interest to the Syndicate and the starship troopers scare away your common criminals. Those who do come by are either small timers who skirt by undetected or are white collar criminals interested in the most boring of illegal business.” Gods, kill him if he ever became involved in something as mundane and mindless as embezzlement or tax fraud.

Jezem

Shivan managed to ignore the comment about his being ‘good’ with kids with little more than an irritable grunt. Apparently he had learned something since Pavlajia. “Then why was Shiyr here? Hmmm? Is this place so impervious to criminals, then?” Shivan questioned in a show of that temper of his. “Heck, you’re here. Yeah, you’re clean, but you’re still one of us. You don’t get away from it. Someone else I know could be here.” Shivan continued in a paranoid fashion.

~ Thyr


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