The out-fitter narrows his eyes, "I am under-manned now, the processing is labor intense."
Baltaar seems to shrug, "I should have placed my hire on mercenaries, my money might have been better spent."
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The out-fitter narrows his eyes, "I am under-manned now, the processing is labor intense."
Baltaar seems to shrug, "I should have placed my hire on mercenaries, my money might have been better spent."
"Stabalized, Transport;" Baltaar makes a fist in front of himself as a new idea comes on, "Tell me this; How much tyliu can you produce in the stabilized form?"
"Stabalized Tylium?" the out-fitter conjectures, "Commander, if we work directly on it, we can produce a sample large enough for your perusal."
Baltaar replies, "The Universe abounds in difficutly."
"Well this wasn't funny," the out-fitter reiterates, "That tylium was so pure that it wanted to volatize just bringing it up."
"If you'd realized that, I might not have a crew waylaid by side-flash," Baltaar says.
"Commander, this stuff was so pure, it was nearly crystalline," the out-fitter paces, "The Astral-Chemist found a way to liquefy it before we brought it out."
"How resourceful," Baltaar smiles thinly.
The out-fitter shrugs,"Once on the surface, from there, we ran the right processes on it to stabilize it for transport."
"With the quality of your tylium," the out-fittter chorts, "You'd better have more than a few tricks up your sleeve."
"Worry not," Baltaar reassures him, "Improvisation is the litter-whelp of necessity."
The out-fitter says non-chalantly, "The quality is enough for you to stake your claim."
Baltaar looks at him with an up-raised brow, "Our proceedings are not covered by the Stellar Treaty of Claims."
"How misfortunate," the out-fitter replies.
"How-ever, I do appeal to a principle of Star-Common Law," Baltaar announces.
"Of course," the out-fitter figures, "Occupation is three-forths of possesion."
"More Common than that," Baltaar counters.
"How is that?' the out-fitter asks with surprise.
"A most common founding principle," Baltaar replies smugly, "Finders Keeper; Losers Weeper."
The out-fitter chooses his words, "Your tylium being in an ultra-pure state is proving to be problematical."
"I find anything ultra-pure is usually problematical," Baltaar scoffs.
"Good, Very Good," Baltaar says obsequiosly."
"Not entirely, Commander" the out-fitter replies.