Malcom Renolds
Active Member
Malcom and his slave Kenna touched down on Nar Shadaa. They were supposed to be picking up a shipment of high grade medical supplies going to Roon. He thought it a bit strange that this shipment came with a pair of guards. But then, considering the starting point was in Red Raven territory and going to Techno Union territory...might be a good thing to have a little extra support.
Fortunately, he had decided recently to remove his slaves collar. So hopefully these "guests" won't think she is just a pushover and try anything. There could be some deadly issues if they did. Pulling up his data pad he sent a message to his contacts.
"To:
[member="Shae Kalin"] | [member="Mit Tuxaire"]
Message:
Transport ready. Dock 17, warehouse district. - M"
With the message away, he turns toward [member="Kenna Raine"]. "Well. I guess now we wait and see how much we're transporting." As he finished, he crossed his arms while standing on the loading ramp. "Is the ship ready to receive our guests and shipment?" "I really should have asked that before I sent the message...shouldn't I?" He thought to himself immediately after asking the question.
Fortunately, he had decided recently to remove his slaves collar. So hopefully these "guests" won't think she is just a pushover and try anything. There could be some deadly issues if they did. Pulling up his data pad he sent a message to his contacts.
"To:
[member="Shae Kalin"] | [member="Mit Tuxaire"]
Message:
Transport ready. Dock 17, warehouse district. - M"
With the message away, he turns toward [member="Kenna Raine"]. "Well. I guess now we wait and see how much we're transporting." As he finished, he crossed his arms while standing on the loading ramp. "Is the ship ready to receive our guests and shipment?" "I really should have asked that before I sent the message...shouldn't I?" He thought to himself immediately after asking the question.