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Their feet, in tandem, moved across one platform and passed to another. There was little said between them after, as she stated the three objectives; get it there, speak only to those he eeded to and don't change his mind, upon seeing the cargo. Raphael nodded a bit, a little at a time, as she read them off. They were all easy enough things to remember and things that he was used to, from his days as a slicer anyways. There was nothing for it, though. He'd deal with it, as was needed.

He followed his new client to the next platform, heading back towards the starport and watched, as he heard speeders and looked over as the cargo was loaded onto the ship. But it was, perhaps, the weirdest cargo he'd ever seen and he tilted his head as she gestured towards it and watched it be loaded. They almost seemed like caskets... As a matter of fact, Raphael was farricking sure, they /were/ caskets...

He took a breath, in the helmet, before rolling his shoulders.

"Understood. I'll make sure that these get there. Should I just take the coordinates from the containers, then?" he asked with a bit of a tilt to his head. "Just kidding. little something that I like to do, from time to time. But the credits're better. I don't plan on saying anything to anybody that I'm not delivering these things to." He grinned. "I'm ready, otherwise, though. Looking forward to getting paid."

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