Now where is that Yridian?

[STSF_BluRox 0]

N'thrak paced the bridge of his ship, seething with anger that once again, that damned Yridian was not where he was supposed to be. He was to have met him here in orbit 4 hours ago, but he was nowhere to be seen. No doubt, he had already decided to go below to the sinful planet, and was either already up to his eyebrows in drink or had himself buried off in some brothel. The man spent way too much time visiting those as it were, it would only be a matter of time before he offended some wench and had himself run through with a fillet knife.

 

His brother's ship had already taken their share of the Defloxo and weapons and had headed back towards home, however the rest of this mission had been a total cluster....or rather a total mess. As it were, they were already 3 weeks late making this delivery, as they'd encountered resistance and more patrols around Dumok'azen then they'd ever run into before. They had heard that some moronic Starfleet captain had hijacked his own ship and had went to attack Romulan space, somehow having picked up the rumor about the trade he and his partners had joined in with several Romulans to move these weapons. No, not only had this ship went into Romulan space, but then another fleet ship had to go get him, why the Romulan's just didn't blast them both was anyone's guess. As it were, the Romulans have their own problems now after that. The Dumok'azen cooridor was virtually closed to them now, some fool had kidnapped the military leaders woman, and now that entire area of space was up for grabs and fighting sure to soon break out. It would only be a matter of time before they moved the operation yet again.

 

He continued to pace, knowing it would do na good, nor did the pacing lessen his anger. How was a smuggler supposed to make an honest day's work, when he had nothing better to do than to sit around waiting to see if the other would eventually show up, and take the cargo down to the planet. He allowed himself a brief grin, thinking of the irony of what he had just thought...."Honest," ::as he let out an angry scoff.

 

"If he's not here soon, I'll just have my men deliver it to Stankwick's people, I know he said he'd have a few, some Orion women, and a few couples, though they might be more difficult to contact those, and get the packages delivered. Of course, he also would demand his payment before he totally let go of the 'inventory'.