Two weeks prior.
Planet: Second Try
Ajax was a rather large framed man, whose ancestors hailed from Terra's British Isles or better known as Ireland. Though he did not share his ancestry accent he did share in the Irish temper they were known for.
" Well excuse me there, mister, I believe I was sitting there." Said Ajax to the bar patron who seemed to be content on taking his seat.
"Not from where I am sitting you aren't." Shot back the drunken patron.
"Well sir we have one of two ways we can do this, one you can take your drink and move along as I need to talk with the young lady or two I can make the rest of your night really really bad, but either way your going to give me my seat back." Said Ajax.
Before the man could so much as utter a syllable Ajax had grabbed him by the arm, twisted it back and had the man laying on the ground.
"Ahhhh, you son of a.." the drunken patron was cut off as Ajax finished him off with a kick to the side of the head. The patron was knocked out cold.
"Was that really necessary?" asked the lady Ajax was here to meet.
"No but I have this thing about people drinking and acting like a drooling child. Now should we move over to a table where we can speak a little better in private?" said Ajax.
"All that and we are moving to a table?" she laughed a bit and smiled for the first time since she had walked in.
The two walked over to one of the tables in the rear of the building. Though it was busy most of the people stuck to the bar, as it was one of the only sure ways you would get a drink in a place like this.
"So what is it I can do for you?" she asked.
"Well I liked to know who am I speaking too." said Ajax.
" You can call me Motovich." She said back.
"Well Miss Motovich my name is Ajax, I work for the a small Merc group known as Carters Cobra's we are in a bit of a fix." He said, I've been lead to believe you are a person who can get your hands on certain items, some say you might be one of the best in Liao space."
"Well you know how rumors are Mister Ajax, they are only about 10% truth and then 99% of that truth is distorted, but depending on what you are looking for I might be able to help out." Said Motovich.
" Miss, I really don't have a lot of time, my unit is getting their teeth kicked in and we need some of everything, including replacement jocks maybe even a few Mech's if we can." Raising his voice a little louder then he intended too.
" Do you happen to have a list of what you need? She asked.
Ajax slid a flash drive over to her.
"This has everything we need, but one thing is I need it in 36 hours as I am lifting off heading back with or without those items." He said
"Well assuming you don't have anything exotic on here I can have it for you in about 22-23 hours, but the price is doubled." She said raising an eyebrow as she told him the price.
"Fine money the unit has, its support we have none of, you get me everything on that list and find me 1 or 2 Mech Jock's who check out. Ill pay triple your asking price." He said smiling back at her as he took a long pull of his bottle of beer.
"Hmm, ok well you are in luck it just so happens I have two lances on my hands, they are mostly medium class mechs and I know of 3 solid pilots, I will vouch for them all." She said.
"Really, but are the mechs worth a crap or are they on their last leg, because sister I don't need a bunch broke down wasn't worth a crap to begin with mechs, I need top of the line or we can do with out." He shot back at her.
" They are all top of the line, and for your information its my own unit we are currently in-between contracts, but we can work that out with your commanding officer when we hit Shensi." Said Motovich.
Ajax was puzzled, as he had never told her where the unit was stationed. Motovich could tell by the look on his face.
"Well Ajax maybe what you heard was true about me, I know an awful lot about the Cobra's and their XO." said Motovich. "I will have everything ready to go by this time tomorrow make sure attest half of the money is deposited in this Com-Star account before 0800 hours."
Ajax took the slip of paper and watched the women who had just thrown him for a loop; walk out the bar without saying another word. Then it struck him he never told her how to get a hold of him or where they would meet. But he smiled to think maybe the Cobra's had made a new friend but could she be trusted. He thought on it for a minute as he finished his beer, they didn't have much of a choice Spears and the rest of the unit needed the replacement parts and expenditures. He would have to trust her, attest until she delivered the items.