Astral Astoria...
A perfect place to spend your time and waste your money on the casino’s & bar’s of the station, but what interest would a band of mercenaries have there or to be precise their leader?
Business of course...
Such places (especially casino’s) were packed with influenced and wealthy people just the thing what Darius needed at the moment, the Mamertini needed profits to buy new weaponry and supplies. Perhaps a new ship would be useful, but first they needed an employer and the companies were the perfect employers. They mostly didn’t care about how they got what they wanted, but then they needed dirty workers and that what the mercenaries mostly were. Darius walked trough the huge corridors and passed people with his long jacket closed, he had came here without telling his men in a way. He had said that they had earned a well needed break and that place was Astral Astoria, but what he didn’t tell was that was trying to catch up a wealthy employer.
Darius gripped his credits on and moved them inside his jacket while pulled out a cigarette with his own hand; he walked past the crowd and lighted it. He took a deep relaxing breath; the first impression would be the most important thing because no one wanted nervous looking mercenaries. He continued his trip and waked into a casino; he almost bumped a man down on the way and got a bad look. He didn’t really care about being polite, Darius walked to the casino looking the big whale’s or what ever he had heard some people use about big gambler’s. He looked around and sucked the smoke in, but he was about to choke in the smoke, which caused him to cough. This might just be his lucky day....
Seth Vinda seemed to be in the building, if his eyes weren’t telling tales
Darius walked down a small stairway and sat down among some other big players; he took a deep breath and sat there quietly.
"Excuse me sir, but are you going to play?"
Darius looked at everyone at the table and took out some credits throwing them at the table.
"Well why would I be here then?"
Darius took tightened his jacket around him as he played, but his eyes were in another direction all he time. He did do well in the game, but didn’t really care for the few credits he had and besides they weren’t really his credits.
Slick would be missing some of his money tonight
A perfect place to spend your time and waste your money on the casino’s & bar’s of the station, but what interest would a band of mercenaries have there or to be precise their leader?
Business of course...
Such places (especially casino’s) were packed with influenced and wealthy people just the thing what Darius needed at the moment, the Mamertini needed profits to buy new weaponry and supplies. Perhaps a new ship would be useful, but first they needed an employer and the companies were the perfect employers. They mostly didn’t care about how they got what they wanted, but then they needed dirty workers and that what the mercenaries mostly were. Darius walked trough the huge corridors and passed people with his long jacket closed, he had came here without telling his men in a way. He had said that they had earned a well needed break and that place was Astral Astoria, but what he didn’t tell was that was trying to catch up a wealthy employer.
Darius gripped his credits on and moved them inside his jacket while pulled out a cigarette with his own hand; he walked past the crowd and lighted it. He took a deep relaxing breath; the first impression would be the most important thing because no one wanted nervous looking mercenaries. He continued his trip and waked into a casino; he almost bumped a man down on the way and got a bad look. He didn’t really care about being polite, Darius walked to the casino looking the big whale’s or what ever he had heard some people use about big gambler’s. He looked around and sucked the smoke in, but he was about to choke in the smoke, which caused him to cough. This might just be his lucky day....
Seth Vinda seemed to be in the building, if his eyes weren’t telling tales
Darius walked down a small stairway and sat down among some other big players; he took a deep breath and sat there quietly.
"Excuse me sir, but are you going to play?"
Darius looked at everyone at the table and took out some credits throwing them at the table.
"Well why would I be here then?"
Darius took tightened his jacket around him as he played, but his eyes were in another direction all he time. He did do well in the game, but didn’t really care for the few credits he had and besides they weren’t really his credits.
Slick would be missing some of his money tonight
