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Time: 1000
Participants: @EmilyHuene @Darasuum
Theme: Call Me Devil by Friends In Tokyo
The Axion assault ship streaked through the asteroid leaving curling clouds in the astral wake. It was a beautiful sight to behold before them, the luster of the crater ridden asteroid and the glimmering structures jutting up fro it. Smaller instillation on separate asteroids followed the larger structure. Zeff remembered the Void, the Accord's old head quarters. But that group had been dismantled years ago. This place was the opposite. This Shadowport was a hub of trade and black marketeering and the Eastern Incubus had come to do business.
The vessel Zeff flew in was painted with green sigils of his own artistic design. Inside was an armory which he had collected through time. It was only a portion of his acquisitions but that was why he was known as a fixer. The two ring member of the Shadow Syndicate would dock with the large port as his music played in the background to just sate the silence. The Glaive, as he called it, was customized to suit his tastes. While he was only a two ring the Nagai had acquired a great deal of wealth before he had joined the Syndicate. Always well dressed, always armed with the best gear and if he could help it, always comfortable.
He was here with non other than one of the Three ring bosses of the Shadow Syndicate, Caiden Vex. The two had come to move in on some of the special tauria fruit. A local pirate base used slave labor to farm the fruit as well as other substances. The Nagai wondered how much the boss wanted to take. Zeff was a student of Geir Ambros who would probably take everything if he felt like it. Right now that was kind of how he felt but that could also be the music pumping him up.