Posted by Civilian Teek’ma Downs (Manager, The Mystique Club) in Main Sim - The Mystique and Promenade

Posted by Gamemaster Wombat (GM) in Main Sim - The Mystique and Promenade

Posted by Civilian Teek’ma Downs (Manager, The Mystique Club) in Main Sim - The Mystique and Promenade
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SNIP

The man in rags, Mord, shuffled up from his seat in the booth and up to the bar, taking a seat. “You know it isn’t so bad. The music and all of that. I hope things are just as interesting in the other parts of the station.” He gave a wave of his hand before opening up to the Manager for reasons unknown to most, “I am pretty sure I caused this you know. Got anything strong? Like scotch?”

He took a breath, “I ran into some hard times. Rough you know, out here. Gotta get creative in how you do business. Sometimes people just don’t want to give you any more credit or come up with ways you can pay ‘em back.”

GM Wombat

Teek moved to the back of the bar and came back with a bottle and two glasses, “Andorian Ale…” she said and poured him a glass as well as one for herself. “So are you saying you caused this,” she motioned to the room meaning the music and such, “because of a business deal?” It was idle chat, but if it was business related, she wondered if it was aimed at her, or the station as a whole. And if she could find out, maybe she could help this guy and find a way to make it right.

Teek
Manager

The man nodded and picked up the ale, sipping it slightly, “Well you know. Not directly.” He looked around and leaned in, whispering to Teek in a conspiratorial voice, “I owed some men some money. I lost their shipment to some pirates so I told them I would help them get it back.”

He looks around and places a tipsy finger to his lips, swearing her to silence, “This was supposed to happen to another freighter, a bigger freighter who was going to dump their ore and we were going to scoop it up!”

GM Wombat

Teel frowned. She leaned in and tried to sound a nonchalant as him as she smiled once more and laughed. “So… the accident on the station is so they can boost some insignificant cargo to make up for their loses?” She shook her head. “That’s brilliant… I mean, if that’s what you did. How did you get only half the station to mess up, though. I would think you would have to mess it all up to make it worth it.” She was trying to get him to open up. It was a fascinating story, to be sure, but at the same time, she knew she had the potential to find the reason behind this fiasco.

Teek
Mngr

The man shook his head. “I didn’t do anything here, exactly. Just followed some instructions, because what else was I going to do,” he said glumly before drinking more heavily of the ale. He wasn’t drunk, but he definitely wasn’t sober either.

~Temp GM

Teek nodded with sympathy and topped the man’s glass off. “Of course you did. You didn’t have a choice. And after all, what harm could such simple orders do? Right? I mean… If you tell me what orders you followed, I’d certainly reassure you that they had NOTHING to do with what’s happening. And we’ll just sit it out with great drinks and loud music.” She laughed and took another sip of own drink to appear as laid back and jovial as she could.

Teek

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Mord nodded along with Teek, vision having blurred slightly, “Simple. Just had to dock with a ship and pop! The code would just scoot on over.” The man motioned with his hands in a grand fashion as he described the process, “Don’t know much more than that. Just did what I was asked to save my hide.” He looked around before he added to Teek, she having won his trust her, “I was just stopping here to get some fuel.”

GM Wombat

Teek nodded and patted his hand. “It’s all right… it happens.” She smiled. “Would you like some chocolate cake? With things being like they are, I can’t serve it to anyone else. No one’s here.” She laughed slightly and nodded to the kitchen. “I can give ya all you want. Then I’ll make sure you get fueled up and out of here before things go crazy.” She laughed and once more patted his hand, smiling.

Teek
Mngr

Mord smiled at the touch and then nodded his head up and down in a vigorous motion. “Oh cake would be lovely. Do you know how long it has been since I have had cake? Good cake?” He paused as he looked over Teek’s eye and then cracked a grin, “I don’t think I have ever had -good- cake so maybe you will have a chance to make me change my opinion on it. Not my favorite desert you see.”

GM