~James gazed at the virtual representation of the Obelisk class freighter displayed before him. ~
~A frail Ni Kunni elder stands restlessly by his side as he inspects the specifics of the design.~
Hygelic Adal > “Is she not everything I promised?”
~James nods in the affirmative.~
James Syagrius> “It appears to be.”
~The Ni Kunni takes on a mild expression of shock and offence.~
Hygelic Adal> “It! She, is not an it, you dim witted barbarian! It wounds me that you would doubt she is anything less than what you requested.”
~James leans back from the display, giving the Ni Kunni a slight smile. ~
James Syagrius> “If I find out she is refurbished, I will have Remie slit your venerable throat.”
~The Ni Kunni gives a slight smile, and then nods. ~
Hygelic Adal > “What will you name her?”
~James speaks without a pause to think.~
James Syagrius> “Miser's Fancy”.
~The Ni Kunni frowns, shaking his head. ~
Hygelic Adal > “A silly name for such a finely crafted ship.”
~The Ni Kunni waves his hands in the air as if dismissing something.~
Hygelic Adal > “But enough business! How is my daughter?”
~James stands. Walks to a small table and pours golden fluid into a glass. ~
James Syagrius> “My wife is fine thank you and she has invited you to supper.
~The Ni Kunni beams with perhaps genuine delight.~
