[Omega] Arms dealing in the first degree (closed)
a thread by hierarchy_dad started on 2188-11-22 16:48:51 last post on 2188-11-23 02:27:42
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Shipping Galactic wasn't in the top-10 list of shipping companies. It didn't rake in millions, it wasn't the aorta of the bulk hauling of the known galaxy nor glamorous or ambitious in any significant way. What it was good however was that if they had an office somewhere, they'd ship whatever you wanted, as long as it didn't break the laws of the locale. Shipping Galactic delivered from Citadel to Omega and vice-versa, and that was the quality Juhani had looked for.
He walked into their office down the wards, left hand carrying a heavy-looking package, right arm nowhere to be seen. "Good day. I need you to ship this to Omega. How much you will it cost?" The clerk behind the counter looked at him, then at the package, and back to him. "It depends, how much it weighs and what's in it? Hazardous materials cost extra." "Several kilograms, might push over ten. Nothing dangerous, just an arm." "Arms to Omega, huh?" the clerk lifted his browplate and pointed a talon at his empty right side. "It wouldn't happen to be this arm?" "Yup. It was a fancy model which I don't need anymore, and I got a buddy on Omega who'll take it. I'll get myself a basic replacement with the profits." The clerk chuckled, taking over the package from Juhani to place it on the scale. "Alright then, do you want this on express or regular rate?" "Just put it on regular." he shrugged, although the temptation to get his hand on the cash faster was strong. This shipping was going onto his credit account since he had zero credits to his name! The less time it took for the payment to get to him, the better. "That'll be 143 credits then. 13 kilograms to Omega on regular rates." the turian clerk typed in the price. Juhani cringed, but brought up his 'tool and accepted the transaction to his credit account. The ball was slowly moving onto Spirit of Grace or whoever she really was. Juhani hoped she wouldn't walk out on him on this deal. Some days later... Private message to Spirit_of_grace314The arm's there now. Shipping Galactic has offices on the Poma district, go see them and give them this code to reclaim the package. You can find the buyer from this place, look for an open garage door there. He'll pay you 2000, also don't turn over the arm until he's certifiably paid the price we agreed on.
Good luck! -Juhani Private Message to EddiePackage is on Citadel now, courier's gonna go get it and haul it to your place. Give her 2000 on chit as payment for her troubles, 2000 to your buddy Mekan and wire the remaining 46 000 to my account.
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Mex's nose crunched up in annoyance as she stepped out of the Shipping Galactic office as she re-adjusted her hood. An entire hour of waiting followed up by several awkward moments of trying to remember the code the human sent her while an increasingly angry krogan growled at her behind her back. She couldn't wait until she could hire agents or at least had enough name recognition to turn down these type of jobs.
this better be worth it, she thought to herself staring down at the package as she looked around for the open garage door. oh for fuck's sake there are at least three of the things you stupid asshole! Did you just want me to barge into every single one and pester every batarian in sight?, she silently screamed as she walked into the nearest one first. Hoping it would be the one with the buyee. |