Turax: "I'm afraid I'll have to decline your offer of hospitality. Not out of spite, but because one of the exploding robots you sicced on us put some shrapnel into me, some of it in places that make sitting very uncomfortable for now."
"But if you wish to talk, I am listening."
edited 2nd Sep '16 9:03:48 PM by LeChuck4
Don Jaqqqarzi: This ship has a smuggling compartment that I am pretty sure is safe from those police units out there, you pretend you never saw Orlon and Myself, and let our family heal, in turn, I will tell you where the item you seek is, and we will be in your debt
A debt that you can call in once.... at any time, and any place, and our family will do every thing in our power to assist you, I mean you have already seen first hand what my boy Orlon can do
Roy: "....."
-*His mind is muddled by the blood loss but he felt this is not gelling well with his sense of justice. He really wish he tell the don to "stuff it" but he let the comrades on the ultimate decision. Even with a spade brand for a face, body language tells of exhausted frustration.*
edited 2nd Sep '16 9:25:47 PM by MrKirb
Turax: ~looks back at the Don~
"You are a very lucky man, Don Jaqqqarzi. If I were almost any other Krogan, I would have fired this thing the moment I came into the room. Hell, even now my finger is awfully twitchy. But my friends and I find your offer agreeable. Show us where the Flux Regulator you recently acquired from that Squid-faced junky is, and we will see ourselves out."

Turax: "...you're Don Jaqqqarzi, I'd wager?"