[color=00a651]"Unless you have an R&D team, you're stuck flipping burgers or doing mercenary work around here." [/color]Marco said, pouring himself another cup of tea. He took the cigarette, taking another hit. [color=00a651]"If you're in Ecetopia, odds are any vegetable matter can mess you up. Frikkin wizards."[/color] He said, getting up and heading behind a door marked "Employees Only." When he returned, he had a plate and some chocolate cake. [color=00a651]"I'm starved. Are you hugnry?"[/color] He asked, taking out a big, serrated knife and cutting himself a slice.

[color=00a651]"But you might be right, I'm not feeling anything."[/color] He said, before digging into the cake. [color=00a651]"You've been to Ecetopia?"[/color] He asked. Space travel had always fascinated him, but he'd never left Frixion in his entire life. [color=00a651]"What happened to your ship? Or is it the travel ban?"[/color] He hadn't really been following it. Mostly Marco had been stressing out over bills. He had no idea how hard it would be to get past the blockade. Probably very, very hard. On the other hand, once his father's shop went belly up, Marco wasn't sure he had much prospect on Frixion Prime, either.