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Wyld gently places a hand on Argo's shoulder "Unfortunately, I'm not the space police, besides, she's a wanted criminal, guess BlackJack finally got all the intel on her that he needed" she says with a sigh and shakes her head "Trust me, I've known BlackJack and his crew a long time, they may be mercenaries, but they don't harm innocent people, and that woman was far from innocent" she says as she downs another drink, places her pay on the table and stood up.
"Well, no time like the present, eh? Come on then, I'll show you my vessel" she says as she smiles at him and starts making her way towards the door.
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Quickly finishing his drink and paying for his tab, Argo followed her out of the bar, looking up at the smaller ships flying overhead and flashes of the holograms advertising for the newest gadgets and state-of-the-art technology flashed in front of him and on either side of him.
"So, how long have you been out in space?" he asked her. "Haven't you noticed that-" Stopping himself, he cleared his throat and continued. "Have you noticed how the, uh, the satellites circle around it when you left?"
