"Name's Rrukksa Uerraelaz. And yeah, that's my Corsair in Hangar 2. Well, I want to join the Merchants Hvaek. I want her to go legit."
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Thirzar: "Oh, he's been hit, but he can walk it off."
Dr. Arx: "Please don't tell the others that I do this for you."
Zo: "C'mon. You like my karaoke, and I helped us make a sale with 130% profit. Say it. Please?"
Dr. Arx: "sigh Good girl."
Zo: "C'mon. You like my karaoke, and I helped us make a sale with 130% profit. Say it. Please?"
Dr. Arx: "sigh Good girl."
"Who's a good girl?"
"Seriously, you're going to make me say it?"
"Yes -- yes I am. Who is a good girl?"
[sigh] "Ok, ok. You're the bestest girl."
"Thanks!"
"Seriously, you're going to make me say it?"
"Yes -- yes I am. Who is a good girl?"
[sigh] "Ok, ok. You're the bestest girl."
"Thanks!"
To make more profit off Passenger Staterooms, Dr. Arx and Zo are the only crew who can double-occupy together. The Urzaeng are too big and too territorial to double up. Given Zo is an Irilitok, a Human is ideal and suits her Irilitok preferences. Receiving praise from someone not motivated by Charisma feels more genuine to her.
Though a Rogue from lower class of her homeworld, Zo recently used her Streetwise to find a desperate Buyer for the speculative cargo, 59 tons of Processed Special Alloys that the crew had gambled on. She scored personally better then the others since Rrukksa had to split his share with his veseel.
Though a Rogue from lower class of her homeworld, Zo recently used her Streetwise to find a desperate Buyer for the speculative cargo, 59 tons of Processed Special Alloys that the crew had gambled on. She scored personally better then the others since Rrukksa had to split his share with his veseel.
Rrukksa: The Deacon, cop, or whatever on Odessa was visibly put out by the three Soldiers who snitched on our G-carrier, that he had to write me a citation.
Deacon: "Just keep all the safeties on that laser cannon, and I better not hear you fired it, Traveller. Here's your field permit. Next time, register your vehicle at the Highport."
Deacon: "Just keep all the safeties on that laser cannon, and I better not hear you fired it, Traveller. Here's your field permit. Next time, register your vehicle at the Highport."
First Officer: "Any moment now."
Dominator: "I ought to kill whomever put me in a female body."
First Officer: "Apologies, but the Captain was the only crew with a Wafer Jack when our ship received the order for your activation, ma'am-...sir-..."
Dominator: "Ugh. Nothing for it then. We have work to do starting with all Jump-3 or better vessels in this world-system."
Dominator: "I ought to kill whomever put me in a female body."
First Officer: "Apologies, but the Captain was the only crew with a Wafer Jack when our ship received the order for your activation, ma'am-...sir-..."
Dominator: "Ugh. Nothing for it then. We have work to do starting with all Jump-3 or better vessels in this world-system."
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Anchor: "Tonight, the so-called Doom Trade takes a dark turn in Yonder Subsector..."
Prisoner: "Doom Trade isn't slavery! THEY'RE TAKING OUR SHIPS!!"
Dominator: "Muzzle that one."
Prisoner: "Doom Trade isn't slavery! THEY'RE TAKING OUR SHIPS!!"
Dominator: "Muzzle that one."
Day 7
Dominator: "I don't care if they're striking colors. All batteries, target their hot-spot and fire. DESTROY THEM!"
Dominator: "I don't care if they're striking colors. All batteries, target their hot-spot and fire. DESTROY THEM!"
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