Whitehart
Inactive Member
System: Malaise
Planet: Purgatory
City: Half Empty
If a system could be considered a slum, Malaise would be it, and within the slum is Purgatory. Within Purgatory is Half Empty, so to sum up, a slum, within a slum, within a slum. If you need something from the Nepleslian Black Market, this is where you would go, now, it seems like a truly destitue place but they still had their dignity. The notorius Malaise Enforcers are feared even beyond the system for their brutal tactics and indiscriminate methods.
The planet was originally created to help with overpopulation from Nepleslia Prime and it shows, sky rocketing apartment buildings stacked right next to each other. One could even sometimes see ad hoc bridges built between the towering homes. The weather even added to the miserable living conditions, often times in the 20 to 30 degree range, the populace was consistantly bundled as they went about their day to day lives.
Duncan stood inside the large spacious and barely heated spaceport lobby. People bustled here and there going about their business, some arriving for business of some such or hastily departing. Various vendors had stalls nearby selling questionable meats or "souvenirs", one enterprising citizen even had the idea to bring a portable industrial heater and sold spots under it for a hefty fee. It was tempting to Duncan seeing as even his balls felt close to freezing off but he hoped he would not be waiting much longer.
He was dressed in his usual Emrys armor, the jacket zipped up tight for further insulation, he also sported slightly bulky armored gauntlets and a common drop holster containing his PiP on his right thigh. He shifter back and forth with his arms crossed containing as much heat as he could.
He had sent out the location of the job to the women he had met previously and even had been put in to contact with an additional person thanks to the those putting up the money for this job. He was hopeful, on paper it seemed like a solid group his only concern was how well they would work together. He loved working with others but he was certainly no leader, in fact he and his previously employers had rather liked that about him. He followed orders and followed them well, now here he was on an equal footing looking at a possible highly dangerous job. He had made mention in his message that those coming should bring their A game and come loaded with gear thy were comfortable with.
Now all he had to do was wait...
Planet: Purgatory
City: Half Empty
If a system could be considered a slum, Malaise would be it, and within the slum is Purgatory. Within Purgatory is Half Empty, so to sum up, a slum, within a slum, within a slum. If you need something from the Nepleslian Black Market, this is where you would go, now, it seems like a truly destitue place but they still had their dignity. The notorius Malaise Enforcers are feared even beyond the system for their brutal tactics and indiscriminate methods.
The planet was originally created to help with overpopulation from Nepleslia Prime and it shows, sky rocketing apartment buildings stacked right next to each other. One could even sometimes see ad hoc bridges built between the towering homes. The weather even added to the miserable living conditions, often times in the 20 to 30 degree range, the populace was consistantly bundled as they went about their day to day lives.
Duncan stood inside the large spacious and barely heated spaceport lobby. People bustled here and there going about their business, some arriving for business of some such or hastily departing. Various vendors had stalls nearby selling questionable meats or "souvenirs", one enterprising citizen even had the idea to bring a portable industrial heater and sold spots under it for a hefty fee. It was tempting to Duncan seeing as even his balls felt close to freezing off but he hoped he would not be waiting much longer.
He was dressed in his usual Emrys armor, the jacket zipped up tight for further insulation, he also sported slightly bulky armored gauntlets and a common drop holster containing his PiP on his right thigh. He shifter back and forth with his arms crossed containing as much heat as he could.
He had sent out the location of the job to the women he had met previously and even had been put in to contact with an additional person thanks to the those putting up the money for this job. He was hopeful, on paper it seemed like a solid group his only concern was how well they would work together. He loved working with others but he was certainly no leader, in fact he and his previously employers had rather liked that about him. He followed orders and followed them well, now here he was on an equal footing looking at a possible highly dangerous job. He had made mention in his message that those coming should bring their A game and come loaded with gear thy were comfortable with.
Now all he had to do was wait...