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"Blah blah you? Blah blah blah girls ? Blah blah reward blah blah." Damiyan's head jerked up at the mention of a girls and a reward. Two things he would really like to have at the moment, considering his recent loss. His eyes teared up a bit at the thought of his beautiful claim being manhandled and violated by some ruffians who didn't know how to treat her.

"Aye, I scryed a glim as such. Romped us a grand bit, too. Out inna black she is, in th' hands o some jaggers! Tried ter get yer help ta 'stract 'er, but ye dinna want any o th' busymakin'. Now ye change yer tunes, eh? Ye two glimmed mutts! If yer so stony on findin' er than take me out inna black! I'll s'cort ye where th' most beautiful mot in th' system lay!"

The Alley soldiers exchanged looks, but shrugged and agreed to let Damiyan serve as their guide. He handed his precious bottle of Astral Cobalt to the bartender, who took it in a sarcastic sort of reverence and shooed the group out of the bar. Damiyan staggered away shouting nonsense about thieves and rocks. He told the Alley men to follow his mining barge in their fighters and met them outside the station.

A couple hours later, the same barge pulled into dock alone. Damiyan stumbled back out and meandered into the Orion's belt again, looking rather pleased with himself. Bill stared at him incredulously, but said nothing, instead withdrawing the bottle of Astral Cobalt and relinquishing it into Damiyan's loving arms.