|A Back-Alley Deal|
|Started By: ShadowBroker[Joined: Jan 2015133]|
|Posted on 2015-11-16 11:04am|
A hooded figure startles you as you exit the pub. He is standing in a dark corner examining a data pad. As you shuffle past him, carrying the Roboid arm you've been working on... he (she?) glances at it, and motions you over.
A brisk voice says to you:
"I see I'm not the only one who won't be limited by the 'official' parts Roboid chooses to give us..."
"Who are you?" you ask.
"The mind behind the AfterMarket."
You nearly choke on a laugh and start to walk away. A thin, strong hand shoots out and grabs your arm,
"Sell me your engineering materials... I'll get you the best deal. You know where to find me."
Yanking your arm away, you turn to see the ShadowBroker leaving down the alley, only the view of his datapad visible in the dark.
|williamsc[Joined: Sep 201668]|
|Posted on 2016-11-09 10:44pm|
You search and search but still can't find the mysterious man. woman. it. And no one is buying your materials either. Strange.