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Looking slightly unsettled, "If we were going to look for Kelly - best starts would be to look for the Tombstone... That's probably the best idea. "
She gives a vivaciously devious look, “The Sirens Bell? Well – you know the game of “Bad cop and good Cop” ?” her expression turning slightly guilty, nervously chuckling “Aha – well, uh... I'm sure you remember the time we stopped them in Delta. Anyway. I was somewhat having a private communication with them – gaining some 'public' trust by playing the 'good' person – uhh, behind your back too. Sorry. Had to keep it natural somehow, people don't tend to have judgements on the people who aren't really known around these parts, you get what I'm saying, yeah? Anyway. I learned that they are a free-roaming science vessel, who appear to help others if they take interest of the subject... “ she takes a sip,
“It's a family kind of ship, they all seem to be relatives. Though. After that encounter in Delta – they gave a brief explanation about Azurite gas being used a coolant, I believe? They also try to maintain their neutrality by their whole attitude of 'helping where interest' – Hm.”
She takes another drink, finishing it off. She feels as if her throat is becoming dry from the talking, from not having enough fluids in the past few days. Raven goes to signal the barmaiden for another one, with her nodding, acknowledging her request. She changes her posture a bit, her left palm on the side of her face, using her elbow as support on the table.
“There was also rumours from some... certain pilots that they may be involved with the D9 – but... those are rumours... and they seemed pretty fond of leaving Tohoku space when I ran into it the third time. I could probably look into that more, since they feel safer around me – as they know that I won't blast them on sight. Though, one of the pilots known as Jessica said she had some connections within the Order – so she was able to find out the mechanics of the fluid.” She pauses, “Though, there was this... interesting ex-Order pilot, namely John Silverstone, a former Iron Legion pilot, he operates under a vessel called Sirlagsalot. He's annoying as sin but he appears to be constantly stalking the Bell, assuming that they're infested or at least, is the D9's next target. Or is looking out for other Nomadic activity. He also mistaked me for the Sapphire Reaver, of that 'merc corp. Pff. Not nice being mistaked for the panty Reaver. Hmpf, anyway, I can leave a datapad with all the information about the pilots and activities on your desk later today. “
She looks down at her empty cup, ever so slowly beginning to get impatient for the refill, she sighs. So damn thirsty... “When I was out, I was also searching for other alternatives, examples being the Canaan, finding a Zoner Medic by the name of Doc Holliday, and I even managed to make some Order doctor do something for me. Some rook though. "
Looking out towards the window, “But. I wasn't just seeking information about the fluid during my soul-searching journey, I've also came some other bits of information concerning some groups or individuals...”