Starmaker's Gambit
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The white haired guy hauled the sleazeball Zeltron away, and Raz shakily nodded his thanks to the enforcer. He sauntered onward to the bar, happy to leave the encounter behind with his whiskey glass still safe in his hands, nearly making it there when he stopped abruptly a mere two paces shy.
Some details clicked in his mind, which was furiously attempting to stay lucid despite a swiftly approaching altered state of sobriety. How many drinks had he had again?
Raz shook his head, as though that would clear his daze, then tapped the commlink at his wrist.
"Yeza, you there?"
The reply came in garbled through a mess of angry heavy isotope noises. Right. Raz pulled the headphones off.
<Raz? Are you drunk?> He could finally hear the voice of Yeza, his slicer and all-around tech expert.
"Thatsh not important, I need you to do somethin' for me," Raz could feel the words slur a little on the way out. He cringed at that.
"The Scarlet Halo, how fast can you have a probe over here?"
<Scarlet Halo—are you at a casino?> Yeza's agitation came through the comm-link fine.
"That's besidesh the point. There's a Zeltron and a white haired guy leaving here, I need you to keep tabs on them. Dishcreetly. I got a hunch I've seen that Zeltron before. Ee's important"
A sigh crackled through the comms unit.
<I'll get on it.>
"You're the besht," Raz said, and dropped his elbows on the barman's counter.
Braze
Xoff Chantin
The white haired guy hauled the sleazeball Zeltron away, and Raz shakily nodded his thanks to the enforcer. He sauntered onward to the bar, happy to leave the encounter behind with his whiskey glass still safe in his hands, nearly making it there when he stopped abruptly a mere two paces shy.
Some details clicked in his mind, which was furiously attempting to stay lucid despite a swiftly approaching altered state of sobriety. How many drinks had he had again?
Raz shook his head, as though that would clear his daze, then tapped the commlink at his wrist.
"Yeza, you there?"
The reply came in garbled through a mess of angry heavy isotope noises. Right. Raz pulled the headphones off.
<Raz? Are you drunk?> He could finally hear the voice of Yeza, his slicer and all-around tech expert.
"Thatsh not important, I need you to do somethin' for me," Raz could feel the words slur a little on the way out. He cringed at that.
"The Scarlet Halo, how fast can you have a probe over here?"
<Scarlet Halo—are you at a casino?> Yeza's agitation came through the comm-link fine.
"That's besidesh the point. There's a Zeltron and a white haired guy leaving here, I need you to keep tabs on them. Dishcreetly. I got a hunch I've seen that Zeltron before. Ee's important"
A sigh crackled through the comms unit.
<I'll get on it.>
"You're the besht," Raz said, and dropped his elbows on the barman's counter.
Braze
Xoff Chantin
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