C-226: Merchant Freighter Spanial (Docked at Zarg’s World Highport), Common Room
Karmen is listening, neutral.
“Huh. Thought you were in a hurry.
“I was going to suggest if you wanted us to take you to Separatist space, your ship could run some errands for us that we’re currently contracted to do, and seeing as how I’m keen there’s no hard feelings between us and the Vizierate, I was going to offer that as an even swap. You do our jobs, we do yours and we’re all good.
“But if you aren’t in a hurry…”
She trails off.
Oliver or the Cargo Master may wish to speak.
There’s movement in the doorway. The tall, young man Oliver passed by the travel pod earlier comes in, takes a seat without speaking.
The family resemblance to Captain Karmen is unmistakable, this must be Ipan Intuveker. He is slim and slightly gangly with a long face, still growing. He has his mother’s blonde hair and blue eyes. He would be aged about 7, not long having reached his majority. Though tall, he slouches as if trying to make himself seem smaller. He’s still dressed for the highport, wearing a dressy shirt and slacks.
Lia pipes up, opbviously concerned about something, “How do you think our passenger will feel…”
Karmen responds, “What? Express trip on a Vizierate ship? Couldn’t be happier.”
She looks between Ipan and Lia and then across to Oliver, “plus I’d need someone to go with them to make sure our interests are being looked after.”
She leans over and taps the terminal, bringing up the same Nav picture it was showing previously.
She doesn’t speak about it yet.
“My thinking goes that my target is looking to settle down. I have no time limit. The longer I take the more likely ot is he will be sitting still.”
He acknowledges Ipan with a look but doesn’t speak to him.
“I’ll need to get onto the ship quickly if you require it’s services, as far as they’re aware I’m no longer their problem.”