Once again Sicarius finds himself back on Alcatraz Depot. Having been away the last 2 weeks he held hope that he’d no longer be needed there. However the latest twist in his assignment mean’t he’d be best suited searching for information there again. Having stepped into the Bar he strode over to his usual seat (thankfully untaken and with few of these unpleasant folk within arms reach). He caught the tenders eye and it was apparent that the bartender hadn’t forgotten him nor his tastes, for he nodded and a moment later brought over the usual.
Sica glanced towards one of the noticeboards on the wall next to the bar. He could just make out the outline of the sheet with the amusing photo taken from weeks ago. That had been the day when the burn’t man had shown up. Sica grinned thinking about it.
That day a Bloodhound had flown past the viewport very close. Nothing out of the ordinary about that. But what was unusual was the Rogue strapped to the back of it. Clearly dead, rumours persisted that he had been alive when the ship had left Alcatraz’s hanger. Those rumours weren’t entirely inaccurate in that respect. The ship having nearly glanced off the viewport proceed to drift past. It was barely 500 meters from the base when it collided with a large asteroid, crumpled, then exploded a few seconds later. All in all very amusing. Despite the shock of the patrons seeing the corpse fly by, some clever patron managed to grab a decent quality shot of it. Later the next day that pic was hung up and everyone here found it very amusing.
Sicarius was pleasantly surprised with that. The ever constant reminder could only benefit him. No-one had any idea why the pirate suffered his fate. A few conspiracies went around but nothing came out of it. Just restlessness.
But back to the matter at hand. Sica needed to find and observe someone. He had only a brief description on this man. But he’d be easily more identifiable by what he knew. Of course Sicarius would have to keep his distance, no need for him to know Sica was alerted.
Sica would clearly be here for some time to come, random eavesdropping never produced results quickly. “Barman, I’ll have another one”
