Money
Summary: This is just a very short add on to Mr. Keith R. A. Candido's story House of Cards.
Disclaimer: No way am I stealing Mr. Candido's story or DK's Farscape characters. I just happen to be a slightly mad fan. Aw, heck, I'm crazy about Farscape.
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Ornara leaned back on her chair, life was pretty good. Thanks to Crichton's discovery she practically had the whole of Liantac in her hands.
Sure, it had cost her money to change all of the exhaust systems, but she had money to spend. Besides, no one could get on the planet without her authorisation.
Looking down at her pristine desk, Ornara saw the Leviathan comm that Crichton had left with her and remembered his request,
"The only people who talk more than gamblers are drunks, and you get plenty of those in here. We want you to keep your ears open for any information about the movements of a Peacekeeper named Scorpius or of the whereabouts of a half-Luxan, half-Sebacean boy named Jothee."
Ornara picked up the comm and played with it in her fingers.
Two days ago a high ranking Peacekeeper had appeared at her Haunan table. He was drunk and willing to talk, she had learnt that the Peacekeeper was assigned on Scorpius' Command Carrier and that the half-breed was going to a Shadow Depository to collect money.
Staring intently at the comm, Ornara considered informing Moya's crew.
She placed the comm back on the desk.
There was no point, why would they go to a Shadow Depository?
Ornara leaned even further back in her chair. Life was good.
Summary: This is just a very short add on to Mr. Keith R. A. Candido's story House of Cards.
Disclaimer: No way am I stealing Mr. Candido's story or DK's Farscape characters. I just happen to be a slightly mad fan. Aw, heck, I'm crazy about Farscape.
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Ornara leaned back on her chair, life was pretty good. Thanks to Crichton's discovery she practically had the whole of Liantac in her hands.
Sure, it had cost her money to change all of the exhaust systems, but she had money to spend. Besides, no one could get on the planet without her authorisation.
Looking down at her pristine desk, Ornara saw the Leviathan comm that Crichton had left with her and remembered his request,
"The only people who talk more than gamblers are drunks, and you get plenty of those in here. We want you to keep your ears open for any information about the movements of a Peacekeeper named Scorpius or of the whereabouts of a half-Luxan, half-Sebacean boy named Jothee."
Ornara picked up the comm and played with it in her fingers.
Two days ago a high ranking Peacekeeper had appeared at her Haunan table. He was drunk and willing to talk, she had learnt that the Peacekeeper was assigned on Scorpius' Command Carrier and that the half-breed was going to a Shadow Depository to collect money.
Staring intently at the comm, Ornara considered informing Moya's crew.
She placed the comm back on the desk.
There was no point, why would they go to a Shadow Depository?
Ornara leaned even further back in her chair. Life was good.