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DeadlyAztec11
Gallente Federation
2335
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Posted - 2013.10.31 01:52:00 -
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There were multiple booths set about in the large round room. Half of the wall was an interactive monitor, it normally displayed a wide arrange of stock prices and charts. If one had a helmet, glasses, hearing pieces or cybernetic eyes that were connected to the Navcom, allowing one to display whatever they wanted on the large screen, without interrupting anybody else's experience. Staircases lined the walls, as booths were also set up on other levels. There was also an anti gravity elevator in the center, it was shaded grey to outsiders yet perfectly clear to passengers. If you got to the seventh level, the last level, you could look down over the railing and see all the way to the ground floor
The booths were set up in every which way possible. Nicely organised folding Caldari designs, smooth suave Gallante, fixed copper hued concepts and stunning gold and clear Amarr arrangements.
Some booths had physical items, ranging from the latest fashion items to heavy duty working equipment to high grade weaponry. Also availible were virtual items like music and virtual reality. Others sold personal plans, like insurance and the like. Still, others sold stock and were commited to representing their corporations to the best of their ability, some even sporting conference tables in their booths.
Various Summit security personnel sat near entrances. The main entrance also had a receptionist office, where visitors are identified by a state of the art surveillance system. From the receptionist's one could make appointments and find booth locations, which could then be mapped on a user's Navcom.
Various people walked around. From enthusiastic tourists, to clean cut and serious busines men, the military looking type and the illegal looking ones, whose group consisted of raggedy looking pirates, mobsters and mercenaries.
"It's because of people like you that I became this. And you'll never give me a reason to become someone else."
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DeadlyAztec11
Gallente Federation
2336
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Posted - 2013.10.31 02:41:00 -
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Aztec tried to walk through the main entrance and one of the guards put his rail rifle across him.
"You will have to deactivate all weapons before advancing to the next area. Also, because your gloves can still be used as a weapon even when not active, you will have to take them off."
Aztec looked into the man's pupils, trying to inhibit a reaction. There was none.
*At least the guards are competent.*
"Right away sir. I was just trying to beat the cold (he made stereotypical punching moves). Though, it is nice and warm here, so I shall relinquish them."
He placed them in his jacket.
The guard nodded, stepped aside and let him through. Aztec turned around to say goodbye, though, the guard was already focused on the other patrons looking to come in.
He checked his time.
*Got some time, almost an hour.*
~Look around. This place looks interesting.~
*Maybe later. I'll go to the waiting lounge and try to fix my pen.*
He went down three dark red steps and sat in one of many small waiting lounges. It was rectangular, with comfortable seats and a small fountain and stream around the perimeter.
He took out a golden pen and trifled with it.
"It's because of people like you that I became this. And you'll never give me a reason to become someone else."
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DeadlyAztec11
Gallente Federation
2343
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Posted - 2013.11.02 00:59:00 -
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"Damn!" The rest of the patrons in the lounge were alarmed by the violent spark and yellow mist that an overloaded crystal makes. "My dearest apologies.", Aztec said with a small bow of his head and sway of the arms. Some patrons gave a scowl and returned to their business.
*Yes well, doesn't look like were going to be getting must use out of this, now are we?"
~Just get a replacement crystal. They must sell em round here somewhere.~
*To it then.*
He then strode over to the receptionist. "Hello sir!"
~Awful cheery... Lad? 'Has so much reworking done I can't tell tell how 'it' is spun.~ "Welcome. My name is Medine, how may I be of service?"
"Odd request really, know of any place I'd be able to get a replacement focusing crystal, by chance?"
The receptionist did a little tech magic and turned up with something. "Yes sir, I can plot the position on your navcom if you would like."
"Make it so and thank you."
A little green dot appeared on a small map on the corner of his glasses and a visible arrow pointing to the place was displayed.
*Second story.*
He got to the elevator and a specific ground icon glowed green. He pressed it. The elevator went up at a comfortable speed. Made out of glass he could see all the way down, as if he were floating. *Damn, excellence.*
~You use one elevator, you've used them all.~
Aztec reached his destined level and went to a copper tent. He heard a familiar voice.
"Oh'yeah? Well"-long swig of beer-"You tell'em next time they'll deal with me and-" he saw Aztec. "Asoka! How's live treated you?" Aztec cracked a well deserved smile.
"Mighty fine. How has your fortune been, Odaiyus?"
"It has been tremendous! Finally have my own trade network up. No more dirty business, no sir! I have been living a straight life, one of honesty and virtue." He saluted and there was a pause.
Then there was jovial laughter from both parties. Recovering from laughter Aztec exclaimed, "You had me on the brink with that cord."
"Aye," Odayus set the bottle down after a quick swig, "What fortune do I owe to having this fine gentleman here today?"
Aztec explained about the pen.
"That's all! Pish Posh! It be nothing" He circled around some boxes, in a fairly agile fashion for a drunkard. "Here it be."
"Might excellent. Now how much do I-"
"Nonsense! Nothing at all. You saved my life that day... I owe you this and much more."
The smile of Odayus told Aztec there was no point to say otherwise.
"Let me show you around." Aztec checked his time. "I would enjoy such a thing, though I should probably get on to my reason for being at this marketplace."
He tapped a message in code on a wooden cabinet near him. Odayus stopped dead as he putting the bottle to his mouth.
"Sounds serious. You want me to come along side you, aye boy?". "No need Odayus, though, your offer is virtuous and I shall record it." Odayus stood up, "Then I'll see you off.". Aztec came closer to shake his hand, but instead received a bear hug only a pirateer knew how to give. "Take care of yourself Asoka.". "I will Odayus. Care for yourself too my friend."
With that he left the tent.
"It's because of people like you that I became this. And you'll never give me a reason to become someone else."
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DeadlyAztec11
Gallente Federation
2483
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Posted - 2013.11.11 20:37:00 -
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"Two and a half minutes."
~You are going to be late.~
Aztec checked his glasses he needed to get to the floor right above him. He went up the stairs coming out of the wall. He looked at the stock screen, Quafe was up, so was Caldari Steel. He made it to the tent, it was a dull grey and there were no signs or any other marker to denote its purpose. He entered and was automatically halted by a man with a plasma shotgun and prototype basic Gallante medium suit. "ID?". Before he could answer, a man with a metallic laced suit turned around from a pile of papers on a desk, "he's fine
(not done accidentally pressed post ;_; )
Madness is the emergency exit. You can just step outside, and close the door on all those dreadful things that happened.
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