Snippet #2808066

Maxim was looking for his ship, and received a message from his client he was hiring. Apparently they had arrive earlier than expected. Luckily he had his crew mates down there already. Clearly his paranoia and propensity for planning ahead worked out. Which was good, now if only Leandra doesn't freak the fuck out about them being insects. He was not at all sure whether she would be able to get over that part, but if it's to secure a deal, she will do anything to make sure that happens. This was, after all her specialty. That said, the specialty of the rest of his crew was obeying his orders. Surely they didn't leave his hanging out here?

He could could sees no ship of his in the current spaceport. So he sent out a txt message via his suit to figure out where they could possibly be. Surely they didn't go too far wondering off. This was, after all, the meeting place. although the timing could have been relayed better. As is, there was none of that being had.