"Like hell," says Miles. "I'm not risking lives for this. I said I'd get the critter; I never specified how. C'mon, let's get out of this frozen hole."
They exit the frozen hole and make their way to the less frozen but still rather hole-like shuttleport, where Miles takes advantage of a commercial comconsole booth to place a call.
"House Ryoval Customer Services," the receptionist says pleasantly. "How may I help you, sir?"
"I'd like to speak to - " Miles pulls the man's name out of his memory " - Manager Deem, in Sales and Demonstrations, about a possible purchase for my organization."
"Who may I say is calling?" inquires the receptionist.
"Admiral Miles Naismith, Dendarii Free Mercenary Fleet."
"One moment, sir," says the receptionist, with a charmingly dimpled smile that dissolves a moment later into an animation of swirling coloured lights and soothing music.
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They exit the frozen hole and make their way to the less frozen but still rather hole-like shuttleport, where Miles takes advantage of a commercial comconsole booth to place a call.
"House Ryoval Customer Services," the receptionist says pleasantly. "How may I help you, sir?"
"I'd like to speak to - " Miles pulls the man's name out of his memory " - Manager Deem, in Sales and Demonstrations, about a possible purchase for my organization."
"Who may I say is calling?" inquires the receptionist.
"Admiral Miles Naismith, Dendarii Free Mercenary Fleet."
"One moment, sir," says the receptionist, with a charmingly dimpled smile that dissolves a moment later into an animation of swirling coloured lights and soothing music.