[Day 2 - FMS] Death by Sook Sook

[Kannon]

"We can't exactly tell you everything, dear. As you see, we handle the water production and distribution, but have other assets as well." She smirked a little. "What is our concern is that the business continues regardless of what happens offworld."

[Claudius Reins]

"Perhaps we could provide some off world funding to expand your...entertainment industries if the information proves useful enough."

[Cuyler Gray]

"We have no desire to disrupt your operations." she nodded. "So, the main concern is these rogue agents and whether they answer to someone seeking to disrupt our work and yours. Beyond that, we'd like to have more friends on Arrakis, friends we can assist when they have needs, as Mr. Reins suggests."

[Ahmina]

Polish come from the city...

Ahmina knew these people were not to be trusted. They might not like the Harkonnens but they still served and profited from them...and it was clear the Harkonnens wanted the auditors out.

The quiet and unremarkable girl this simply vanished in the background, evading all attention so she could move freely around the brothel.

Her Cibus hood helped greatly

Sook Stealth. Move 7 (unobtrusive)+Justice 7, subtle step: 3#1d20 7 8 2 5 successes

[Kannon]

"We can always use some offworld friends. The Harkonnen have nothing against a bit of vice, they even encourage it, but they are not forever and we have to look into the future." Zenzi sighed. "But you represent CHOAM, right? Everything in the books, by the books?"

The disappearance of Ahmina was indeed unnoticed for the time being. She got closer to sultry laughters coming from behind multiple curtains were silhouettes of human bodies in various numbers and combinations were telling stories. It was and it wasn't like the tau orgy, Ahmina could think. First difference was money, second were inefficient moisture seals. With most of the guards pulled close to the antechamber, it was almost too easy.

[Ahmina]

Ahmina was hiding her disdain at the sheer waste of moisture. Can't city folks do even orgies right?

Sheesh

She had a hunch that, even if the Harkonnen did not set up the ambush, they might be benefiting from other illegal activities and any clues would benefit the auditors. More so if spice smuggling is involved.

She began to move around with purpose to find the main offices where they could keep incriminating documents.

[Claudius Reins]

"We represent CHOAM and any assistance we offer would have to be noted in our official CHOAM reports, the assistance I am offering is not off-world funding, the assistance I am offering is to put you in contact with a member of house Londine who might be interested in a partnership and expanding their business interests to support you. If I am being honest, not everyone working with house Londine is as fastidious in their recording of business deals. "

[Bomilcar Thorvald]

Good lord... Bomilcar thinks to himself as the woman moves into the room. If he didn't have the professional demeanor and self control of a man devoted to protecting lives against assassins that sometimes looked like her... he might be forced to adjust his position.

"Everything with CHOAM," he says with a nod, suggesting that there are non CHOAM options.

[Cuyler Gray]

"As they say, we are on Arrakis to represent CHOAM.." she nodded. "We also represent our Houses, which have interests beyond our purpose here. We understand the value of catering to indulgence."

[Bomilcar Thorvald]

Bomilcar nods his agreement with Cuyler.

[Kannon]

"So we may yet come to some agreement..." Zenzi said absent-mindedly, biting her lip while looking at Bomilcar, as if she was realising his near-discomfort and the thought pleased her. "I see you have some ideas of goods, but I don't think you have discovered the proper channels. Perhaps my uncle can help you with directing you to the right people."

She poured herself some of the water from the flagon and drank it studiously. "I heard there are planets so rich that they have whole seas of water under open skies. It is hard for me to imagine that, but this is what they say. Solaris, fine goods, exotic slaves and the like are all fine, but if you could arrange a cistern of fresh water to land on Arrakis..."

[Kannon]

Ahmina was hiding her disdain at the sheer waste of moisture. Can't city folks do even orgies right?

Sheesh

She had a hunch that, even if the Harkonnen did not set up the ambush, they might be benefiting from other illegal activities and any clues would benefit the auditors. More so if spice smuggling is involved.

She began to move around with purpose to find the main offices where they could keep incriminating documents.

The area was positively a maze. To find Zenzi Bewt's office would require some effort, especially that some of those twisting bodies might want to walk out to replenish the lost water...

[Move or Understand 2, +1 for 2 Threat]

[Bomilcar Thorvald]

"Harkonnen interference?" Bomilcar thinks. Would be really useful right now if he had actually understood what Rima had been trying to tell him about smugglers on the planet... but ignorance is bliss sometimes, so he at least didn't need to feel like an idiot at the moment.

[Cuyler Gray]

"That would be a tall order." Cuyler sighed. "Once we've established the appropriate contacts, we'll see what we can provide."

[Claudius Reins]

"I know house Londine ships many fine food delicacies to worlds like Arrakis, several of them require temperature control, including packing in Ice."

[Cuyler Gray]

She nodded. "The same could be said for many of House Mutelli's exports."

[Kannon]

"I think we've reached a provisional agreement. I am Zenzi Bewt. The next time you come you can tell Emrys you've come to see me, but please don't do that in a throng. It draws way too much attention."

She then smiled charmingly.

"So we have a choice here now. Either we throw you out to make a spectacle out of it, or we keep you in the Sipwell for more than a conversation. Each of you can choose."

Emrys seemed more than hopeful about Cuyler's choice. Zenzi might have had a preference as well, but she wasn't as blatant to read.

[Bomilcar Thorvald]

He clears his throat a bit, so he can say a few more words than usual. "Saturate hydrocarbons with water during shipping, separate on arrival. Thorvald can do this. Long term steady supply. Lose small amount of purchased fuel, exchanged with far more valuable water."

He blinks through the pain a few times.

[Kannon]

He clears his throat a bit, so he can say a few more words than usual. "Saturate hydrocarbons with water during shipping, separate on arrival. Thorvald can do this. Long term steady supply. Lose small amount of purchased fuel, exchanged with far more valuable water."

He blinks through the pain a few times.

"I like the way you think, lord Thorvald." Her white teeth shone between dark lips in a wider smile. She apparently knew who he was.

[Bomilcar Thorvald]

He was a bit proud of the thought. He remembered some of the lessons on how people could short buyers by switching out with water. In this particular situation it was potentially a very useful water smuggling operation. He'd pat himself on the back but he was a professional. Plus, being patted on the back by the woman he was speaking with sounded more fun.

He nods to her with a hint of a smile. He was being more useful than expected.

[Cuyler Gray]

She smiled at Bomlicar, then returned her attention to Zenzi.

"Well, I'd rather not be thrown out and I would like to be friends."

[Ahmina]

The area was positively a maze. To find Zenzi Bewt's office would require some effort, especially that some of those twisting bodies might want to walk out to replenish the lost water...

[Move or Understand 2, +1 for 2 Threat]

This was quite a maze indeed but it was a human one, one that had logic and at least some degree of practicality. She had seen far worst.

Sneaking the brothel for intel, move 7 (unobtrusive)+ Justice 7, subtle step, spending 1 momentum, diff 3: 4#1d20 6 3 15 6 6 successes, +3 momentum

[Kannon]

She smiled at Bomlicar, then returned her attention to Zenzi.

"Well, I'd rather not be thrown out and I would like to be friends."

Emrys was right there next to her, in a pose that amplified his masculine constitution, offering his arm. "You promised to feed me."

[Kannon]

He was a bit proud of the thought. He remembered some of the lessons on how people could short buyers by switching out with water. In this particular situation it was potentially a very useful water smuggling operation. He'd pat himself on the back but he was a professional. Plus, being patted on the back by the woman he was speaking with sounded more fun.

He nods to her with a hint of a smile. He was being more useful than expected.

Zenzi was looking at him with some intensity, coupled with unspoken deliberation.

[Kannon]

This was quite a maze indeed but it was a human one, one that had logic and at least some degree of practicality. She had seen far worst.

Sneaking the brothel for intel, move 7 (unobtrusive)+ Justice 7, subtle step, spending 1 momentum, diff 3: 4#1d20 6 3 15 6 6 successes, +3 momentum

Meanwhile, Ahmina did find Zenzi's office, or quarters. It was, unfortunately, guarded, by a man who looked like he knew how to use the weapon at his belt. The brothel security may not have been ideal, but not entirely shabby either.