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Sat, Aug. 14th, 2004, 10:33 am
dragoslav: Wave.

Message Type: Two-Way Wave
To: Badger
From: Captain J. Dragoslav

Justine was not often a patient woman. She shifted in her seat and sighed, resting her chin in her hand as she stared at the blue-tinted screen in front of her, waiting for Badger to respond to her wave. Admittedly, her opening message had not been especially friendly. She didn't even think that he might not be inclined to answer to "Hey, Weasel."

... nevermind. He answered to just about anything.

Sat, Aug. 14th, 2004 07:46 am (UTC)

I hadn't expected Justine to contact me so soon. Nor had I anticipated the tone of her message. Still, it was Justine.

"Justine, I'm a busy man. Maybe next time you'll refrain from calling me insults if you want me to answer your waves."

Sat, Aug. 14th, 2004 07:50 am (UTC)

Justine blanked for a moment. "... your name is Badger," she said, almost in disbelief. "I find it hard to believe you would mind being called the names of other rodents as well." She shook her head slightly.

"I didn't wave just to insult you, though the thought has crossed my mind before. I waved you for an explaination. You conveniently neglected to mention that I'm supposed to deliver this selenium ore to Hestia," she said, her tone biting. "Now, dear, you should know I can't dock there."

Sat, Aug. 14th, 2004 07:59 am (UTC)

I blinked at her. Truthfully I had overlooked that detail. Hestia required companions on board as a matter of course. I'd been distracted by Justine in more ways than one. Now she was blaming me for a simple oversight.

"It slipped my mind, and I'm sure we can make it work. In fact, the word over at the Companion's guild is that there may be an opening for an enterprising vessel. One of their precious ladies are looking for a new contract. Could be your chance Justine..."

This news was fairly recent. I omitted the fact that it was the companion on board Serenity who had registered an interest at the Guild.

Sat, Aug. 14th, 2004 08:04 am (UTC)

"Could be," Justine echoed, her voice remaining firm. "And how do you propose I get ahold of her? No name, no wave address, and I'm sure she could find a much better ship to sail with. Got any bright ideas?"

Really, all she needed was a name and a face. Negotiations be damned. There was work to be done, and she wasn't going to waste time trying to build a contract with some companion when she could just as easily kidnap one.

Tue, Aug. 17th, 2004 04:16 pm (UTC)

"Let me look into it for you. I need to confirm my sources and then I'll give you the run down. Don't fret too much, you've got plenty of time to make the end of month deadline. As you said yourself, Justine, I deliver."

It was true I was angling for another chance to see her. The last encounter had been far too interesting for me not to want to repeat it. While I had not been trying to play Justine about the Hestia obstacle, I was not one to let an opportunity like this to pass me by.

"Tell you what. As a sign of good faith, and an apology for the mistake, I'll pay your docking fee for the next two days. By then I should have some news for you. I'l be in touch."

I cut the transmission before she could reply or protest. I leaned back into my chair and smiled to myself. That was more like it, with me in gorram control of the situation. I was doing her a favour, and she'd better be grateful about it.

Tue, Aug. 17th, 2004 05:26 pm (UTC)

Justine sighed as the visual cut out, exasperated. Weasel.