"You two need a refill?"
"No thank you."
"Aldeba-" Aldon and Audrine exchange glances. "A shot of Skinjuice will do." You serve him a shot of the fruity beverage, and scan his credchip. (+10c)
Today Earnings: 941c
Monthly Earnings: 7078.5c
"I heard similar stories on the fringes of Tannhauser, and Gemini." Roand speaks up while Aldon takes a sip.
"Two sectors away, huh? I mean, Audrine is right, this is gonna smoulder for a very long while."
"The instability, you mean?" Truang nods to you.
"Alas, people wanted a quick change for the better but aren't too eager to give up everything they had before for it."
"History in the making, hopefully the future Path-Ways of the Federation are smoother."
"The Tannhauser is right next to the Centaurian holdings, though. All this instability might give the Centaurians just enough reason to try and stage an invasion. Or at least, a slave raid or something of the kind."
"Barbarians." Roand grimaces, and Truang shakes his head.
"They have been sitting rather silent for the past two years since the proclamation of the second Federation and reestablishment of Federal Police. Except of course sending agents in and rescuing their offcers out of Federal space. You know history, most wars begin with a single thing." Audrine grumbles.
"Okay, enough of this sad, gut-wrenching storytime. I'm drinking, can't you talk about something lighter?"
"Like what?"
"I dunno - something." Audrine shrugs, before drinking the remainder of her shot.
A) "How about space weather?"
B) "Wormholes, eh?"
C) "Want another shot, Audrine?"
D) "I want a history lesson on Old Federation!"
E) Nod in agreement.