Lt. Commander Solaris McLaren - Bluffing For Time.
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May 25, 2026, 8:01:46 AM (6 days ago) May 25
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(( Orion Mining Rig - Temurian Outpost ))
Sol had let S`zurak take the first steps out into the interior of the mining rig. She kept herself concealed for the moment behind his form, just listening to the exchange between S`zurak and the woman, Nausicaan by the sounds of her voice.
S’zurak: ::smiling broadly, sure to show all his teeth:: Hello there. I wasss told this would improve firssst impressions.
Sol grinned. She was sure it had.
Khorra: You have no business here.
No of course they didn't. Then again, she didn't really think the pirates did either. Not any business she could let slide anyway.
Munshi: ?
S’zurak: Hm. It usually worksss better on people who are not armed.
Khorra: Whatever it is you're looking for, you won't find it on here.
Sol chose that moment to step around from behind S`zurak. Her hand rested on the holster Romulan disruptor at her waist.
McLaren: Now how could you possibly know what we are looking for?
Her eyes scanned the area. Several Temurians were clustered near the entrance deeper into the mining rig, clearly curious about what was going on. The Nausicaan and her crew, were between them and all looked rather cautious, though ready for anything. They were also at a slight disadvantage compared to the pirates.
Munshi: ?
S’zurak: I take it visitorsss are uncommon out here.
Khorra: Visitors do NOT just come and go like this. You are trespassing.
McLaren: Well... now that just isn't hospitable at all...
Munshi: ?
Khorra: This is private property. I advise you to step back into your shuttle and leave.
Oh that wasn't the tone of a person who was asking. Sol shook her head slightly.
McLaren: Now see... if we hadn't been shot at on our way here... I'd be much more inclined to depart peacefully...
S’zurak/Munshi: ?
McLaren: Instead Im much more inclined to ask just what youre doing out here... thats so secretive that your friends out there tried to atomize us... and that youre so ready to draw down over.
Khorra: Response?
S`zurak/Munshi: Response?
Sol took a step forward, now putting herself toward the front of her own group. It was not an advantageous position for her, or it wouldn't have been if she wasn't already expecting things to go sideways. Her hand still rested on top of her disruptor. Sh'd draw it in an instant if the Nausicaan drew her own blade.
McLaren: I'm sure neither of us wishes to fight... perhaps theres a more amenable solution we can arrive at? One that benefits both of us?
Khorra: Response?
S`zurak/Munshi: Response?
McLaren: This is a mine correct? Surely you have raw materials just waiting to be sold and might like to make some extra latinum to subsidize your business here?
Khorra: Response?
S`zurak/Munshi: Response?
Sol had let S`zurak take the first steps out into the interior of the mining rig. She kept herself concealed for the moment behind his form, just listening to the exchange between S`zurak and the woman, Nausicaan by the sounds of her voice.
S’zurak: ::smiling broadly, sure to show all his teeth:: Hello there. I wasss told this would improve firssst impressions.
Sol grinned. She was sure it had.
Khorra: You have no business here.
No of course they didn't. Then again, she didn't really think the pirates did either. Not any business she could let slide anyway.
Munshi: ?
S’zurak: Hm. It usually worksss better on people who are not armed.
Khorra: Whatever it is you're looking for, you won't find it on here.
Sol chose that moment to step around from behind S`zurak. Her hand rested on the holster Romulan disruptor at her waist.
McLaren: Now how could you possibly know what we are looking for?
Her eyes scanned the area. Several Temurians were clustered near the entrance deeper into the mining rig, clearly curious about what was going on. The Nausicaan and her crew, were between them and all looked rather cautious, though ready for anything. They were also at a slight disadvantage compared to the pirates.
Munshi: ?
S’zurak: I take it visitorsss are uncommon out here.
Khorra: Visitors do NOT just come and go like this. You are trespassing.
McLaren: Well... now that just isn't hospitable at all...
Munshi: ?
Khorra: This is private property. I advise you to step back into your shuttle and leave.
Oh that wasn't the tone of a person who was asking. Sol shook her head slightly.
McLaren: Now see... if we hadn't been shot at on our way here... I'd be much more inclined to depart peacefully...
S’zurak/Munshi: ?
McLaren: Instead Im much more inclined to ask just what youre doing out here... thats so secretive that your friends out there tried to atomize us... and that youre so ready to draw down over.
Khorra: Response?
S`zurak/Munshi: Response?
Sol took a step forward, now putting herself toward the front of her own group. It was not an advantageous position for her, or it wouldn't have been if she wasn't already expecting things to go sideways. Her hand still rested on top of her disruptor. Sh'd draw it in an instant if the Nausicaan drew her own blade.
McLaren: I'm sure neither of us wishes to fight... perhaps theres a more amenable solution we can arrive at? One that benefits both of us?
Khorra: Response?
S`zurak/Munshi: Response?
McLaren: This is a mine correct? Surely you have raw materials just waiting to be sold and might like to make some extra latinum to subsidize your business here?
Khorra: Response?
S`zurak/Munshi: Response?
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