"A friend of mine called Craya Dubeon," Ben explains, his voice slightly lowered but not so that anyone would necessarily notice. "I usually meet her down here..."
He leads the way down some dirt paths away from the main streets, towards a warehouse in on the edge of the space port region. It's closed up, and from the outside doesn't look like it's in use.
"I hope she's in today. I wasn't planning to come into town today."
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Date: 2020-09-27 11:56 am (UTC)"A friend of mine called Craya Dubeon," Ben explains, his voice slightly lowered but not so that anyone would necessarily notice. "I usually meet her down here..."
He leads the way down some dirt paths away from the main streets, towards a warehouse in on the edge of the space port region. It's closed up, and from the outside doesn't look like it's in use.
"I hope she's in today. I wasn't planning to come into town today."