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[member="chiasa kritivaas"] [member="davessi linden"]
Sam had sent out a call on the underworld holonet. He wanted to get his hands on some phrik and he had a shipment schedule for the Red Ravens mine on Demonsgate. While he could go after it himself, his parents had instilled in him a sense of community. He didn't need a cargo ship full of phrik, so he would spread the wealth.
Of the responses he had gotten, only one called to him to bring on. He wasn't looking to get into the grimier parts of smuggling quite yet, so he had set up a meet with Davessi Linden.
There was a thing about thieves and scoundrels, when setting up a meet they tend to meet in public places and have a description of something else or someone else who would be there so they could scope them out. It was almost always done in a wide open square to allow for easy escape.
Sam waited in a corner booth with a large cup of coffee in front of him. He had given Davi his actual description and told her exactly where he would be. Leap of faith it might be, but he figured if he was going to invite her onto his ship he'd have to trust her a little bit. It was about five minutes until the meetup time. He took a sip of coffee and leaned back, enjoying the interplay of the coffee bean and the cinnamon flavor in the coffee. This was his favorite place for a cup, so he was indulging a bit.
Sam had sent out a call on the underworld holonet. He wanted to get his hands on some phrik and he had a shipment schedule for the Red Ravens mine on Demonsgate. While he could go after it himself, his parents had instilled in him a sense of community. He didn't need a cargo ship full of phrik, so he would spread the wealth.
Of the responses he had gotten, only one called to him to bring on. He wasn't looking to get into the grimier parts of smuggling quite yet, so he had set up a meet with Davessi Linden.
There was a thing about thieves and scoundrels, when setting up a meet they tend to meet in public places and have a description of something else or someone else who would be there so they could scope them out. It was almost always done in a wide open square to allow for easy escape.
Sam waited in a corner booth with a large cup of coffee in front of him. He had given Davi his actual description and told her exactly where he would be. Leap of faith it might be, but he figured if he was going to invite her onto his ship he'd have to trust her a little bit. It was about five minutes until the meetup time. He took a sip of coffee and leaned back, enjoying the interplay of the coffee bean and the cinnamon flavor in the coffee. This was his favorite place for a cup, so he was indulging a bit.