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| + | TVC 02/4 Blue skin, eyes on the side of his head. Not physically strong. Double thumbed. | ||
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| + | TVC 02/4 A banker, at the bar at Virtue station. A major manufacturer of weapons (largest in known space), armanent, etc. | ||
| + | disappeared, did not meet with Barnabas, when it seems that Barnabas was recognized at the bar | ||
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| + | TVC 02/16 | ||
| + | The Boreir Group was presently owned by a third-generation employee named Mustafee Boreir, a Yofu male. The company provided munitions to several governments and major mercenary groups. Their production facilities, which were scattered across several sub-corporations, made them one of the largest munitions manufacturers in known space. | ||
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| + | TVC 02/21 Barnabas' evaluation of him: “You have a talent for cruelty.” | ||
| + | Mustafee came to life at this. “Easy for you to judge. You didn’t have everyone waiting for you to fuck up because you were just the grandson. You didn’t have everyone else saying you only got the company because of your bloodline.” | ||
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| + | “I know that your family began this company with money your grandfather stole, for example.” | ||
| + | “Nothing to say to that? You could argue, I suppose, that your mother pitted you and your sister against one another—that it was kill or be killed—but you and I both know that’s not true, don’t we?” | ||
| + | “You have never hesitated to kill to make a point,” Barnabas intoned, “but the people you killed were innocent bystanders. You’ve never had so much as an ounce of regret for the ones who were killed by your munitions.”You simply wanted to profit from death, however. I judge you, Mustafee Boreir. I judge you worthy of death, and I levy the punishment myself.” | ||
| + | And he took out his gun and shot him. | ||
Latest revision as of 01:31, 10 September 2018
Species: Yofu
A Yofu
TVC 02/4 Blue skin, eyes on the side of his head. Not physically strong. Double thumbed.
TVC 02/4 A banker, at the bar at Virtue station. A major manufacturer of weapons (largest in known space), armanent, etc. disappeared, did not meet with Barnabas, when it seems that Barnabas was recognized at the bar
TVC 02/16 The Boreir Group was presently owned by a third-generation employee named Mustafee Boreir, a Yofu male. The company provided munitions to several governments and major mercenary groups. Their production facilities, which were scattered across several sub-corporations, made them one of the largest munitions manufacturers in known space.
TVC 02/21 Barnabas' evaluation of him: “You have a talent for cruelty.” Mustafee came to life at this. “Easy for you to judge. You didn’t have everyone waiting for you to fuck up because you were just the grandson. You didn’t have everyone else saying you only got the company because of your bloodline.”
“I know that your family began this company with money your grandfather stole, for example.” “Nothing to say to that? You could argue, I suppose, that your mother pitted you and your sister against one another—that it was kill or be killed—but you and I both know that’s not true, don’t we?” “You have never hesitated to kill to make a point,” Barnabas intoned, “but the people you killed were innocent bystanders. You’ve never had so much as an ounce of regret for the ones who were killed by your munitions.”You simply wanted to profit from death, however. I judge you, Mustafee Boreir. I judge you worthy of death, and I levy the punishment myself.” And he took out his gun and shot him.
