Judah Dashiell
Salvage Empire
Ceto | Mid-Morning | Dashiell Home | [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] & [member="Tegaea Alcori"]
Judah thought a conference call would be a bit easier. It was a bit idiotic to fly across the galaxy to ask a question. Granted it would be more formal and professional. The Kerrigan-Alcori household was a friend of the Dashiell-Kai household so there was a bit more leeway iin communication. Sitting at his desk, Judah put in the holo-call to Siobhan. Or the household. Whatever answered. No doubt a beautiful woman under the guise of assistant would answer.
Makai played next to him on the floor, poking at shapes inside some water pad.
"Lets hope Aunt Siobhan says yes. Don't need to get stuck subcontracting this out to Corek or anyone else in the Protectorate."
Judah thought a conference call would be a bit easier. It was a bit idiotic to fly across the galaxy to ask a question. Granted it would be more formal and professional. The Kerrigan-Alcori household was a friend of the Dashiell-Kai household so there was a bit more leeway iin communication. Sitting at his desk, Judah put in the holo-call to Siobhan. Or the household. Whatever answered. No doubt a beautiful woman under the guise of assistant would answer.
Makai played next to him on the floor, poking at shapes inside some water pad.
"Lets hope Aunt Siobhan says yes. Don't need to get stuck subcontracting this out to Corek or anyone else in the Protectorate."