>>6054987Finally, you show him the tasks you have accepted on your tablet. After making a few more notes, he safely stows away the pen and paper in a messenger bag slung across his shoulder. The agent loungingly finishes his coffee (formerly yours) in silence, sloshing the bitterness around his mouth before the last swallow.
“I have made a decision, Commander. To reassign myself to your ship. Expect an official notification, 2 hours from now. This lead is simply too promising to be handled by a merc. No offense.” You nod with a thin smile. Not like there is a choice anyhow.
<span class="mu-s">He stands up and looks around for a sink to return the coffee cup. “As for the name... Hmmm, yes. I shall be Richard Ergos, 1st Left-tenant. Ominous." He pushes the chair back into place, a surprising show of decency. “I suppose intel like that should not come for free. Ask me anything you want. Think carefully." </span>
>Ask him about the men on your ship. You never quite feel at ease, even after putting down Chernov's mutiny. (choose one person)>Ask him about the other privateers. Silas and Tim are clearly too biased in this matter. (choose one person) >Ask him about the state of the Directorate. It's rare to get an insider willing to speak like this.>Ask him about your father. You pray the two never crossed paths, but the deepest part of you knows better.>Write-in. 