Family Business.



~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.~