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“You wanted to see me, David ?” Stellan asks entering your habroom. A small space barely able to fit in a small table and a chair alongside a bed and a wardrobe. The overall room is spartan and primarily coloured in dull grey. You simply hadn’t had the time to work on the place, besides, such frivolities would be too much to bear this early on.
“I did.” You respond, pouring some coffee into two cups as you look through the small window in the room providing a limited amount of illumination. “Since you are a man who has travelled a lot, I want to know if you have anything to say about our surroundings.” You say turning around and offering one cup before seating yourself on the bed.
“I did travel a lot, yea.” Dragan responds taking the cup of coffee and seating himself on the chair. “A while back traded some travelling logs, though nothing about the worlds themselves. We’re roughly seven or so months of non-stop travel from the Unbroken Empire. Each jump around six days, probably need like three until we can jump again. So we’re roughly twenty jumps, each one calculated to be as far as possible. We’re in what can easily be considered deep space, David, never travelled that far before, I can give you the basic outline of the general area, but besides that, I’ve got nothing.”
“Unfortunate. That means we’re blind out there.” You respond.
“That we are.” He nods. “No.” He responds after looking at your gaze. “We’re smugglers, not damned explorers.”
“You are the only one with a functioning ship, captain. Glory and adventure awaits.”
“Yea, but what about pay.”
“You already got paid in land, captain.”
“Funny. In all seriousness, if you are truly, fully, one hundred and ten percent certain, I am going to be needing more people, and supplies. If you want me to explore, I doubt you’ll be able to do much of anything.”
“I’ll take that under consideration.” You respond finishing your own cup.
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