Adria picked up the comm and leaned-back as she lazily began texting the other two with the simple messesge <Shipwide: [i]Foooo[sub]oooooo[/sub]oood[/i]...> and stapled a fog-horn noise to its ringtone as she explained her lead to Mutan.

"Guys over at the naval shipyards were talking about one of the sector-generals going nuts, took a bunch of tech with them on the way out. Even if these guys [i]aren't[/i] the golfcourse-pranksters, I'm sure some people would be glad to know those people were brought to justice and all that military hardware were recovered... or 'destroyed' while apprehending the poor old general."
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>[i]Meanwhile at the scout-ship refueling bar and lounge[/i]

Isaac's comm vibrated, and was greeted by Adria's ringtone concurrent with the text before hanging-up.

He paid hi bar-tab and told the merchant he was haggling with that maybe he'd come back with some of his lady-friends [i]very[/i] interested in what he was selling, and to stay out of trouble in the meantime.