The Represenitive unfolded itself, as it looked like a
cross between a millipede and a preying mantis and was
definately a silicate lifeform.
Two large primary eyes and a dozen smaller ones on the
slight buld of a head reflected the images of
Knicklebiter and Shevab.
It stood on several spindly legs, with two sets of
'arms' that ended in scythelike ends. Small cilia
dangled and undulated in two rows on it's underside.
{What can we do for you, Represenitive?} asked Shevab.
The Rep's own translator responded, in calculated
soothing tones, ["No need for such formality, call me
'Tam', Mister Shevab."]
Knucklebiter chuckled to himself, slid back a bit in
his chair and crossed his arms across his chest. "This
is going to be fun" he thought to himself.
{What can we do for you, Represenitive?"} asked Shevab
once more.
[This One does wish to intrude nor take time away from
One's great tasks with This One's minor mentionings,
but We of the Denevir Spiral Arm Trade Union wish only
to ask if there some favor We can bestow upon One.]
Knucklebiter checked to see if his personal recording
device was on and not being jammed in some way by
blinking up his command screen and then blinking it
back off.
{What does One mean, Enlighten This One to what One is
saying.}
[We of the Denevir Spiral Arm Trade Union realize that
One is under great strain of One's such major
responsibilities of such a Grand Place, and wish to
offer something to ease the burden, such as credits,
gold pressed ladinum, one's own small ship or such.
The Trade Union is very generous.]
Shevab shifted his bulk a bit.
{This is not in reference to One's 'crappy' power
diverters that caused the Cascade Effect on this
station, and the fact The Federation on This One's
reccomendation recall and no longer use them until
standards are raised?}
Tam's lesser arms began to move agitataedly..
{This One thinks One should leave this One's area. Mr
Knucklebiter, escort The Represenitive out on your way
to your lunch, please.} and Shevab scooted back to the
edge of his ramp and began working at his table.
Knucklebiter stood up and offered a paw in the
direction of the door.
[We of the Denevir Spiral Arm Trade Union do not take
rebuff lightly Mister Shevab. We will return.]
The rep resenitive exited and as Knucklebiter started
to exit Shevab spoke {MR Knucklebiter, please make a
copy of that gets to me. And I order you to take the
rest of the shift off.}
Lt Knucklebiter saluted smartly and left.
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OOC
Knucklebiter is off to the food court and Promenade,,,
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