Umber picked the data-pad and processed the contract with just a touch. She then placed it in her pocket and grabbed the beer again.
"Fun as it is, i will ask you to get to our personal bay, right here in Freeport One. The directions and passcodes will arrive shortly through the neural-net. Set yourself up, and get acquainted with our database. From associates to contracts passing by intel that would make any house agent quiver in excitement. Do that, and then you can begin..."
She finished the beer and set it down on the table.
"Your fun."
Deciding on a whim to finish her paperwork in her bunk, she stood up and slightly bowed her head.
"Welcome to the Reaver Mercenary Company, Super Mega Important Great Reaver. Stay classy."
She winked with a mischievous grin in her face, and walked out of the bar.
[13:37:45] Tyler: ****** seems butthurt and Haste seems to be going in without lube or spitting atleast on it for decency sakes.