I've been told to ask for uh.. eight of yer sammals, an two turrets of a simmaler power level. And fer me, a nice bottle of rum. Crackpot doctors over here wont let me have any. Said soomthen' aboot alcohol poisonen' an' ma liver.
We'll be there soon as we can.
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Incoming transmission.
Location: The rock hauler, magellan
ID: Noal Beckitt.
So, where do ya want the stuff dropped off again? We're sitting in magellan right now, waiting fer comfermation. Got all yer stuff loaded in the hold. End of transmission.
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