Re: Vilis/Vilis (0309 - A593943-A) Date: 220-1107
“That’s a tricky one Corlan, I do sympathise, my own family is there as well, but I simply don’t think I can afford it,” Jago bites his lip and pats down his pockets in search of that cigar. “I have to run a pretty full ship just to meet the mortgage payments, its six or seven jumps back home I’d guess, and if I can’t fill most the ship with passengers and cargo for each jump, I’m in trouble.”
Jago finds his cigar, or at least the broken remains of it, and sets about transferring flakes of tobacco from his pocket to the incinerator as he continues. “If I there were people and goods heading in that direction I still wouldn’t go unless all the crew were willing, it just wouldn’t be right to put them into that kind of danger without it. You do realise the dangers of such a journey to yourself, personally?”
With his pocket mostly clean, Jago fetches a fresh cigar from his desk, “talking of dangers, I was coming to see you presently, to let you know hat we have another commission for the Imperial Security Bureau, well not so much a commission as, letters of marque. Basically we get a bounty for any Zhodani we take out in the course of normal operations.”
“We won’t be leaving here for a day at least, I’ll put out some feelers to see if there is any trade in that direction, and we’ll take it drop there, how dies that sound?” Jago smiles, trims the end from his fresh cigar and pops it into the corner of his mouth with a disproportionate measure of satisfaction.