Part 3 here http://forum.egosoft.com/viewtopic.php?t=126173
Sorry it took so long have had a busy couple of weeks.
Stepping into the silver room he shuddered he hated this room, it was so medical, no furniture, no pictures, nothing, just blank metallic walls. He understood the reason for it, a blank room couldn’t be monitored or bugged in anyway but he still didn’t like it. It reminded him of an execution chamber back on his home world. More to the point it might actually be his execution chamber.
A metal cup sailed through the air. The Split assassin knew better than to duck or move he watched it come closer and closer in slow motion, then the cup suddenly accelerated and hit him in the face. He felt a sharp pain just below his eye and a warm trickle ran down his face.
“You were supposed to stop them!” the cup’s thrower screamed, spittle shooting out from between her lips. He looked the Argon in its brown eyes by Tkr it’s ugly. All that fur on its head, he suppressed a shudder it might be translated as fear. The creak of the leather flying suit she was wearing brought him back to the problem.
“They avoid the missile” he said wiping away the blood from his cheek.
She rounded on him.
“Of course they avoided the missile” she yelled in his face, splattering him with mucus.
“Did you not read the brief?” She took a breath. Thank Tkr it’s calming down.
“I read” he wiped the spit from his face, disgusting creatures, no dignity at all.
So what? One used to be a low level pirate and the other creature was an Argon marine he thought hardly Split special ops. But the pilot of the Buster had managed to destroy a very fast missile.
“You should have known that either could have avoided a missile” her tone was raising again, now she was dangerous.
“Not know, Rapier missile” he said defensively.
“With a mass driver warhead! I wanted them stopped not killed” she flicked dark hair out of her face.
“Enough” The Split put his hand on his firearm. “Human pay now, our business done”
“Why you little…” She stopped herself. “Get out of here. I’ll transfer the credits to the guild” he face flushed with anger she turned her back on him.
The assassin smiled at the insult and with hand on gun backed from the chamber keeping his eyes on the Argon and any sudden movement. No execution for you today he thought as he got to the door.
“Shit” she shouted after the door slid closed spinning on her heel and glaring after the assassin. They had assured her that the Split was one of the best, now he had failed. Damn Jama, why did the Teladi have to interfere? Stupid question profit why else? She pulled an intercom from inside her flight suit.
“Erica get in here”
“Yes, Renee” her secretary replied.
She hit another button on the Com and with a whirl of motors a metal table rose up from the floor.
“I must get a chair installed” she muttered and sat on the hard surface.
A few minutes later a small blonde woman entered the room her silk suit swishing as she walked.
“Renee?” the blonde muttered her tongue licking over her red painted lips nervously.
Renee smiled in spite of herself. If anyone was the stereotypical blonde it was Erica, except one thing her intelligence. With an IQ of 149 she was hardly the dumb blonde of the jokes.
“What can we do to fix things?” her brown eyes squinted in the harsh light reflecting off the walls. I should paint this room black. That would look sinister not functional. She smiled at the thought a room like that might have had on the arrogant assassin earlier.
“We can’t stop them buying the ships, they are doing nothing illegal” Erica was pointing out the obvious but the obvious has logic of its own and many times can lead to the unobvious.
“We don’t really want to stop them buying the ships we want to delay them until we are ready” Renee added.
“We can stop them buying the weapons and shields for the ships” She smiled at her boss, nice bonus this year.
“Arrange it” Renee smiled back. The obvious has its uses.
Paranid Prime Pt 4
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