Needing a favor, part 2

Posted on Tue Dec 25th, 2018 @ 12:35am by Camila Le

772 words; about a 4 minute read

Mission: https://mystic-headquarters.mysticfans.com/index.php/sim/missions/id/21
Location: Telpan
Timeline: TBD

Camila and Tiri boarded the small cargo like vessel. It had no armorment. This was not going to do, and it was a little small, no real sleeping quarters. Worse of all, it had no weapons. How was he suppose to protect them. Incase they got in trouble. She did notice the series of engines but no jump drive, which meant to her, they were limited to warp drive. So slow, so outdated.

She could pull her influence, and get this tug retrofitted. But in order to do that, she would have to expose herself to Amila, and her forces. Right now the Emissary was in exile, and keeping a low profile.

Was the risk worth it? Camila was asking herself this very question. The answer was simple. Yes. Anything was better than dying in the coldness of space. But who to get in her majesty's fleet to help aid them. Who was loyal to the emissary, and keep things on the down low.

"This will not due, Mister Gilmo." Camila said, as she lowered her hoodie once inside his ship and sitting towards the back of the ship with him.

"Emissary, the prodigy of the Crescent, I am honored by your presense." he called out in shock, and immedialtely bowed to her. Gilmo wondered why Camila, wanted to make contact with the Federation, then it dawned on him. Orson her bethrothed was with the Federation now.

"Set a course for the repair docks, when you arrive, speak to Tresar Le, he is my cousin and loyal to me. Tell him you have a meeting proposition from him, and his eyes only. And you want to meet him on your vessel." Said Camila in a nuetral tone.

"At once Emissary. Just need to go through those doors there to get it done." Gilmo said, wondering what kind of mess is he in now? He hoped the Emissary was not going to punish him, for helping the Federation defeat her fathers body swapping device. But her presense here, was a little nerve reckoning. His command center, which was pitful was in that room. All secured and alone. He had no doubt Camila and Tiri would follow him.

Gilmo managed to open a line with Tresar Le, and managed to arrange a meeting with him. Also found out that Tresar had an opening in his bay. They were about to fill the order with a ship needing to be repaired, when he got the call.

Tresar wondered what this lowly ranking Telpanian wanted with him. He boareded the small cargo vessel. So generic, and distasteful. He made his way inside the cargo bay, where he noticed two hooded figures waiting for him, along side Gilmo.

"Captain Gilmo your message suggested it was urgent, your ship appears to be in tact, what do you want?" Trespar asked, as he looked around the ship's cargo bay.

"And it is." Camila said, as she lowered her hoodie for Trespar to see her. She had a wickedly evil smile to her. She was happy to see him. But she knew he respected power and greed. Great motivators for power and control, and obedience.

"Camila, what a surprise." Trespar said, with a surprised look on his face. what did his cousin want of her? He smiled back at her, but was a little concerned. Why had she contacted him, after all of this time. He had a feeling, he was not going to like it.

"I need a favor Cousin, I need you to work your magic on this ship, get her battle ready, and get her more power and a couple of rooms, along with a damn kitchen." Camila said, as she looked over to Gilmo. "Captain Gilmo here is working for me, and I want the best you can offer me and this vessel."

"That's no small favor Cousin." Trespar said in disbelief, to what she was asking of him. Now she had every right to ask him, and he could fill her request, but he could deny it and faith her wrath. But there had to be something in it for him.

"Do this for me, and once I become Arbiter of Succession, I will appoint you the next fleetyards commander of this facility." Said Camila with a grin on her face. She had plans for the current fleet yards commander. Plans she was not going to share with her cousin.

"Done." Said Trespar, with a big grin on his face. Pretty soon this place would be his. He started to go over ideas about how to upgrade this vessel, as the scene starts to fade.

 

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