"So guarded!" Remy laugh. "Can't fault you. It's a pile of worms down here." He laughed at his own joke. "One misstep and..." He just gestured around.

"Careful," Bom suggested in correction. "But thankful."

He eventually approached the man and offered a hand. "Bomilcar Thorvald."

Remy took it. "Well met. Thorvald, eh? A big name. Had a pal from Jericha once."

"Oh? Pretty planet," he replied. "Travel much?"

"Me? Oh, just business trips." He laughed. "Nothing much. Why?"

"Curious," he replied. "Seemed the type."

"I don't deny being a versatile businessman, lord Thorvald."

Bomilcar nodded. "Talk later maybe?" This one might be able to help with his issue.b not that he was in a mood to figure that out now.

"On another occasion." Remy agreed.

Iqbal started disconnecting the cables. "Power restored." He said blandly. "We can go back to Chin Rock."

"Dorian Drake, Swordmaster of House Mutelli, and grateful for your timely assistance." Dorian said in response to the man.

"We owe you again my dear Sardaukar. I will be sure to let the Levenbrech know of your dedication."

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Tue Sep 21, 2021 11:58 pm

"Dorian Drake, Swordmaster of House Mutelli, and grateful for your timely assistance." Dorian said in response to the man.

"We owe you again my dear Sardaukar. I will be sure to let the Levenbrech know of your dedication."

"Drake? You got yourself a reputation already, sir! They call you al-Massas in Arrakeen. The Vampire." Remy smiled wryly. "Way to make an impression in such a short time."

Iqbal was about to say something but halted, perhaps contemplating the fact that Dorian had beat him to acquiring a bloodthirsty moniker.

"We are Sardaukar." He quipped finally. "We don't need commendations from anyone but the Emperor and our commanders."

Hearing the meaning of the name, Dorian's immediate mental connection is to the bloodbath two days prior in Carthag. "While I appreciate a good moniker that puts fear into my enemies, I will not take credit for what is not mine. The Harkonnens were already dead and the voluminous amounts of blood shed before I entered the room. I was merely an observer in that instance. I will say though, word spreads very fast for such a harsh and isolating world." He chuckles.

"Word spreads as fast as the spreaders want it to. You seem to be someone's favourite." Remy chuckled. "I didn't even know you 'didn't kill' Harkonnens." There was a wink. "Personally, I don't think it's something you have to excuse yourself for in a polite company. Those bastards have taken a toll on all honest people on this planet. A little payback doesn't even begin to settle it."

"I make no excuse or apology for any actions I have taken, I merely refuse to take credit for what is not mine. While I would relish the opportunity to blood my blades with Harkonnens, my actions are not mine alone. I have obligations by which I must abide."

"Of course." The man quipped. "That was a good rendezvous, and it's a nice little chat but I'd rather get back to where I am supposed to be before sunrise, so I think we should talk about other things on some other occasion." He began packing back his charging equipment. "We've held our part of the deal." He glanced at Cuyler.

"I will hold to mine." she nodded. "Thank you for helping us."

Remy's thopter was soon a lone shape against the pale shield of the Second Moon...

Bom looks to their own thopter and waits for others to file in before he gets in himself.

"Shall we?"

Cuyler boarded the craft and prepared to leave.