True Adamance
PIE Inc.
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
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Posted - 2013.10.30 05:39:00 -
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Kador and Satja arrive at the Derringer Defences Offices, though to Kador's eyes it appears like nobody is around to receive them.
He glances down at Satja, who smiles warmly back at him.
"Perhaps I can send him a message then." He mutters under his breath adding Demel as a contact on the Neocom unit. With mild surprise he notices the woman from the Diner alongside Demel's rather girlish looks, his stomach lurches slightly, she looked at him in such a strange manner before.
How the name of God am I going to deal with these two, he wonders to himself, they seems so.... unique
Despite himself the Templar had already decided to do business with the man, stories of his wares had already reached him at the Summit.
He taps out the message quickly.
Greetings Demel
May the Grace of God be upon you.
I am in the market for some up market vehicle components to service my personal fleet of HAV. I was told that such might be able to be acquired from you at Derringer Defences. I will return to the Offices later today, or you may find me in the Summit's Gymnasium.
Respect, and in the name of God.
Kador Ouryon
He sighs, perhaps his timing had been all wrong, he'd wanted to catch the man before lunch, perhaps go with him to smooth out the negotiations. Perhaps he had missed the Caldari by scant minutes, however the woman. Maxima the Neocom told him, had been there, perhaps his actions had offended her somehow.
He wished he could apologise... maybe later he would.
He glanced back at Satja who was practically fidgeting with excitement.
"To the Gymnasium then?"
Her smile widened. "Only if you are sure. The last time we were there was embarrassing for you I am sure." She teased.
He frowned.... admittedly his combat skills weren't all that great, hand to hand combat he found brutally intense, and his physique, while strong like a brawlers, well muscled and defined, though not nearly so brute in size as some mercs, was unwieldy for the more technical aspects of close quarters combat. His attempts at using his weight to his advantage had left him bruised and somewhat shamed.
"Indeed."
This time the Servant's eyes were full of remorse. " You are getting better. I promise you. Just give it time and it will seem like second nature..."
At this couldn't help but laugh. "I suppose.... well lead the way."
At the pair turned to leave.
"All things were created by the Divine, and so the glory of our faith is inherent to us all"
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