A Path To Answers? We'll See.
03 Apr 2021Konner_Salutaris
After meeting Aisling on her ship I was shuttled over to Adelman Station to meet Lyman at the pub and fill him in. He had some Eranin Pearl Whiskey waiting for me. Been a while, being illegal in Federation Space didn't see any of it while we were working for them.Place wasn't too packed. Two guys were carrying someone who had drank his quota for the evening to the door. He kicks over one of the bar stools while throwing a tantrum.
I pick it up and place it next to Lyman and sit down.
"Here ya go mate." Lyman says while sliding a glass over my way.
"Ahhh, the good stuff." I reply.
"So you're still alive. How'd that go?" He asks.
I take a drink and savor the taste of the whiskey for a moment before replying.
"Well to put it simple, she has a big job for us coming up."
"She say what"?
"Nope."
"She say when?"
"Nope."
""Well fuck mate, did she say anything at all?"
I poor another drink from the bottle.
"Basically she's waiting for some intel before full disclosure, but we'll be able to make some money between now and then.."
Lyman grins.
"Well if she said the word "money" then I like her already. I mean I like money. Who doesn't like money?"
Lyman laughs in that excited, diabolical way he does when he gets dollar signs in his eyes.
"Well not just money Lyman, she's gonna hook us up with Prismatic Shields for The Ripley as well."
Lymans eyes light up. He does love that ship, almost loves her as much as me, almost.
Lyman stands up.
"Awww she's gonna love that my friend!! The ol' girl could use a little TLC!"
Lyman raises his glass, naturally I follow suit.
Here's a toast to financial opportunities."
"Ad Astra my friend." I respond.
We both finish our drinks. A couple other patrons participate as well.
"Might want to have a seat a moment bud."
Lymans smile fades.
"There's a catch."
Lyman sits back down and pours himself another.
"What's the catch?"
"Well another thing she offered as a sign of appreciation is information."
"Information on what?" He asks.
"Our pursuers."
"She know who they are?"
"No, but she has pointed us in the right direction."
"Where's that exactly?"
I hesitate for a moment.
"Archon Delaine, he's not responsible but he has information that could lead to answers."
Lyman immediately flips out. Slamming his hand on the table.
"Fuck that wanker! You know Konner how I fucking feel about him! You know my rule if I get within grabbing distance of that piece of shit I'm fittin' to hog tie that sonuvabitch with his own guts.."
I stand up.
"Lyman sit down!"
"This is bullshit Konner, no way am I going near him, not after what he did!"
Patrons start to stare and whisper and point.
"Lyman sit down, you have to trust me."
Lyman hesitates, he looks around and notices everyone staring as well.
"Ok Konner."
"C'mon now Lyman I got your back brother, just hear out my plan. Trust me, we do this right, we'll get answers, and maybe we can both get a little revenge."
Lyman looks up, cracks a smile and sits down.
"Bartender!" He yells.
"Another bottle please."
I sit down and look around. Everyone starts to go back to there conversations and drinks.
The Bartender sets down a new bottle of Pearl Whiskey. Lyman grabs it and starts pouring.
We'll both wake up hung over. At least we have a path that will lead to answers, and the end of us running. One way or another.
Ad Astra Commanders o7
To be continued....