The Blood Money - Freeport One Edition -

[Luke.]

A joy filled her inside. She didn't let it show.

"I like your thinking...so, where do I start?"

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[Gamboge Reaver]

"Change your ship's Identification to... "Trap.Reaver". That's your new name. That should get that happiness out of your system.

Now go equip't up. I'm leaving to go killing soon. Hopefully you won't kill yourself like the last three did. I swear that planet was right there."

Zod stood up with the last drink, downed it, then wandered towards the docking bays.

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[Gamboge Reaver]

A few minutes later, Zod came back and peaked into the bar. He saw the girl was gone, so he walked back up to the bar and sat where he sat before.

The bartender raised an eyebrow.

"Heh heh, told the little thing to meet me in front of Planet New London once her identifications were all good. I think I'll have time for a few more drinks before she realizes the mistake."

Grinning like the bastard he was, he ordered a few more mugs.

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[Haste]

Ah. The Blood Money. The first time he stepped in here, Martin had felt anything but comfortable. Now, it had turned into a second home. When not in space or at Barrier Gate, he could almost always be found here.

He was seated in a booth in a relatively quiet corner of the bar. It'd been a busy week. Silver reappeared as if she'd never been gone - only to disappear just as quickly again. And now these two recruits.

With some luck, they wouldn't take too long to show up.

[Umber]

Maria walked into the bar like it was just one of many. A stranger in a random bar in a random joint in a
random place of the universe.

She pulled her datapad and replayed the message that she had received.
His face was not too bad. And the smirk he had, said a lot a things.

Her eyes went through the crowded bar, and she called one of the bartenders and asked for him.

The direction, aimed with a precise finger, was set, and soon she walked to one of the booths, in the quietest corner of the bar. Filled with shadows and smoke.

The man she waited to see was there, and she looked at him, as he
looked back at her, not with a smirk, but with a frown.

"You're Cerulean?"

[Haste]

"And you would be Kacey," Martin replied dryly, "Welcome to the meeting," he added, spreading his arms dramatically as if he was welcoming her to a large assembly. "I really think calling it a date was more appropriate," he continued with a broad smile on his face.

"Now, make yourself comfortable. Order a drink," Martin said as his expression turned into a more serious one, "And maybe, tell me a little more about yourself."

[Havok]

Looking around the dimly lit bar, Dai frowned a bit. His white suit like a lightbulb of its own as it was engulfed in the soft light that filled the beloved Blood Money. He took a step inside before he took in the smell of tobacco and alcohol that was lingering in the air, a grin curling his lips upward. Walking toward the Bar, he nodded to the tender that stood behind it. "The usual please..". He turned then, scanning the bar for familiar faces as he then caught glimpse of Cerulean sitting in the back booth, with what seemed like one of the new recruits. Taking his then prepared drink, he strides toward the far side of the room, the usual booth he sat in, empty until his arrival, right under one of the dim laps hanging from the ceiling.

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[LegendOfTheWolf]

"Blood Money"
The name was suiting for the bar, but what other name would be given to such a place? Freeport One, a long way from home, the furthest place Emily had traveled infact.
Though she couldn't help but feel the meet was going to end 1 of two ways, Security already had confiscated one of her pistols, but the other was in more concealed areas. She'd be damned to walk into a place without protection.

Emily did her traditional scout of the bar, taking note of each individual, their face, body language, anything which she could use to characterize the crowd.

She continued to scout for her mark, untill a semi familiar face cleared from the smoke.
"Cerulean" She thought. Emily took a few more seconds eyeing up his company, nothing Emily couldn't handle.
As she walked towards the table, she ever more became aware of the her piece rubbing against her.

"Cerulean, I presume?"

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[Umber]

Maria nodded and sat on the other end of the booth. One of the waitresses
came around quickly, and left with their order.

She looked at the half-grinning Cerulean, and said:

"It is a meeting."

Suddenly, a woman, that she never saw before, stepped up to the booth and asked for Cerulean.

Kacey looked at Cerulean again, this time with a ironic look plastered on her face.

"See? It is a meeting."

[Haste]

"Miss Anderson," Martin said just before looking up to the new arrival, "How nice of you to join us."

He now addressed Kacey: "Miss Pavlichenko, meet Miss Anderson." Looking back at Amy, he continued: "Miss Anderson, meet Miss Pavlichenko. You're both here for the same reason."

"Feel free to have a seat and order a drink, Anderson," Martin said as he reached for the bottle of Johnnie Walker Gold he'd ordered to pour himself a glass.

Leaning towards Kacey, he winked and whispered to her: "Maybe it's a double date," and nodded towards a man in a spotless white suit several booths away.