While Ianthe gazed longingly at several of the gene-mods on offer on Horizon, she refrained: despite having some credits to burn, she was short on time, and doubted she could spare several hours marinating in a vat of nutrient fluids for the application of even modest enhancements. Instead she contented herself to add some improvements to her armor and some more ammo and grenades to her collection -- and, in a fit of self-indulgence, a small supply of fresh-roasted arabica beans, to be ground and savored later.<br/><br/>When she arrived at the starship salvaging dock, she took one look at the aging human cruiser and re-checked her wrist-comp to ensure that she'd turned up in the right place. Upon discovering that she had, and that<i>this</i>was her ride, she sighed, inwardly resolving to own a private yacht one day. She hung back to hear a bit of the conversation between Neymi and Darion, and then strode purposefully toward them, go-bag on her shoulder.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"You're the merc crew for the salvage run?"</span>she asked, polite and neutral, but proffered a handshake toward the two of them.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"Ianthe Quinn. I guess I'm one of those reinforcements you're waiting for."</span><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><b>Purchases:<br/>
- Credits Before: 7940<br/>
- Credits Spent: 4350<br/>
- Credits Left: 3590<br/>
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Gear Bought:<br/>
- Suit: Nanite Repair (3000)<br/>
- Ammo: 10 shots Tracking Rounds (700)<br/>
- Grenades: 2 Frag Grenades (600)<br/>
- Misc: 50 credits worth of good coffee beans</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>