[FMS6] Nowhere

[Kannon]

"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.

[Bomilcar Thorvald]

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

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

[Kannon]

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

[Bomilcar Thorvald]

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

[Kannon]

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

[Bomilcar Thorvald]

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

[Kannon]

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

[Bomilcar 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.

[Kannon]

"On another occasion." Remy agreed.

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

[Dorian Drake]

"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."

[Kannon]

"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."

[Dorian Drake]

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.

[Kannon]

"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."

[Dorian Drake]

"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."

[Kannon]

"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.

[Cuyler Gray]

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

[Kannon]

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

[Bomilcar Thorvald]

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

[Cuyler Gray]

"Shall we?"

Cuyler boarded the craft and prepared to leave.