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[LuckyDee]

Lazerus, seemingly no more or less impressed with the situation than is rapidly becoming usual, looks at HexaDoken and says: "We'll get you information. Remember what he said."

And, turning to Xilla, with a short nod: "Welcome." You're unsure if this is sarcastic or not.

[LuckyDee]

On cargos - not really. Mostly ammo supplies for the ship's weaponry, some large mechanical parts, sealed containers of steel.

Anything we might be able to use on our mission? Guns, ammo, armor, explosives, valuables, drugs?

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I was looking for something useful to confiscate by showing my badge, seeing how far I could take being an agent

[Klear]

"Thanks," replies MkLear simply and walks towards the indicated enginseer.

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I'm leaving you a little space to do whatever you want to do while MkLear was speaking with the first guard before the conversation starts.

[Esther]

Xilla is happy to let MkLear do the talking. Like before she's mainly observing the actions of the others, hoping to learn more about them. She's also keeping an eye out for anything unusual, be it a threat or an opportunity. As she's been here before she knows what to expect.

[Silhar]

The enginseer... was not much of a human, actually. One could describe him as a bloated pile of junk hidden beneath a pile of red material. The heavily augmented man was sitting idly on something appearing to be a corpse - or, more accurately, remains of some badly programmed servitor, who apparently got neutralized a moment ago and didn't get cleaned up yet. The priest was immobile - perhaps deeply meditating, as he probably didn't even manage to realize someone's closing in.
One might have wondered if there was any biological part left underneath these robes.

As for the cargo - nothing of interest, unless you have a gun shooting human-sized bullets.

[LuckyDee]

Feeling he has said enough, with MkLear asking for directions and HexaDoken recovering from his first encounter with Xilla, Lazerus straightens himself up and strides purposefully to where one of the ships is being loaded. He pulls the necklace with the rosette on it from underneath his clothing, and when some...thing comes to pick up the next crate of ammo, he stops it, showing the badge and saying (in still the same flat voice): "These crates are hereby requisitioned. Load them at A3."

And as an afterthought: "Now."

[Silhar]

The servitor seems puzzled for a moment, his bionic eye shutting down and lighting up a several times. Then, with a silent beep, it extends a scanning ray, flinging it at the rosette being waved at him.

"Clearance confirmed."

Then about fifteen human-and-a-half-sized tank-stopper shells are being loaded inside the pod, next to the unexpecting enginseer sitting right there and just meditating.

This makes the landing pod even less comfortable to travel in, since not much place is left for you to sit inside, so somebody will have to take Xilla on his laps. The shells, not the enginseer.

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I hereby confiscate this there... what the hell is this anyway?
"You used your inquisitorial clearances for something absolutely pointless from a practical point of view. Where's your crown, King Nothing?"
Lucky's just got +20 xp for roleplaying a greedy, kleptomaniac bastard.

[Esther]

Xilla slowly walks up to the pod, shakes her head and says: "Brilliant, I guess the blue idiot is walking to Malfi"

[Klear]

Without noticing the commotion, MkLear approaches the enginseer.

"I was sent by a Mr Van Bohr. You should have some instructions for me and my group."

[LuckyDee]

Lazerus walks up to HexaDoken and, when Xilla's out of earshot, points at the crates: "You want to make money? Sell those. I'll trade them for the stone."

[Esther]

Xilla throws a glance at Lazerus walking over to Hexadoken, then heads for MkLear who is talking to the Enginseer.

[Silhar]

It takes a while or two until enginseer D3lt4 realizes that somebody is talking to him. His eyes flicker with red light as he gets up with a silent whirr of servomotors.
"I have been told about your arrival", he responds with an apparently synthethised voice. He looks at the landing pod, then gives away a sigh of disappointment. "I recall ordering my technographers to program these servitors to unload pods without anybody asking them to do so. Someone shall be recycled. Now, if you accept my apologies and give me a while..."
Then, the machine-man gives away something not unlike a screech of torn steel plate. Three servitors freeze momentally, and after a while (probably after rebooting) they get on with unloading boxes you just loaded into the pod.
"I can not send you down with such a fragile load. Landers tend to malfunction very oftenly and that would result in a mass explosion, then death and injury."

[Klear]

"I'm glad to hear you're so concerned with our safety, but..." MkLear starts, but then his voice trailed off, confused by the impossibility of reading any kind of expression on the enginseer. "Uhm, there's supposed to be a contact waiting for us planetside."

[Silhar]

"I know nothing about the matter you mentioned.", replied the tech-priest. "I am here to send you there. I suggest you got in and braced yourself. The sooner, the better."

[Klear]

"Great. Seems we'll have to take it one... step.. at a time," MkLear mutters to himself as he climbs into the tiny craft. Once he's seated he shouts towards Lazerus and HexaDoken. "Come on! You don't want to miss this trip. It's going to be fun!"

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I'll leave it up to you at which point this interruption happens.